Too Much Change

Good grief. Quit smoking and all hell breaks loose. The head gasket went on the Honda and we have new owners at work. My dinosaur of a computer has been acting like it's finally going to give up the ghost. Feels like the wheels are coming off the bus.

Times like these I refer back to the Desiderata,and remember that "No doubt the universe is unfolding as it should".The bus probably needs new wheels! And truthfully,if I was still puffing away,I'd probably be far less agitated.I mean,everything seems just a little harder to get through when you're trying to stay off the butts. I've been here before. It's an illusion. Life is life,and there are situations.Change is uncomfortable,but often for the best.

It's been three weeks now. Things were rolling along until the car died. Fortunately we were able to get something right away. A voyager. It's alright I guess,but I was hoping we could wait until after vacation.Theoretically,we'll be able to camp in it,too. Fat chance,in my opinion! We'll at least be able to toss a canoe on top and go somewhere. Oh wait...we don't have a canoe. Ok,maybe next year.

Walked today,like I do most days. I found a large black feather to drop near the tibetan prayer flag someone has hung in their driveway. I say a short prayer every day at that flag,grateful for another walk,another day without smoking.And whenever I find a feather, I carry it to to leave at the flag. Most days I find one.

Last month I drove to Pennysylvania,and picked up a lovely feather at my friend's house that I went to see. On the way home I stopped at Bushkill falls,and took a photo of it,and left it there. Kind of a thankyou prayer,as the waterfall side trip was a surprise,I didn't plan on stopping,it was on the way.