It's Friday night!
It's just after 8 PM Mountain Time!
And yes, I'm writing. I had the day off- completely off- which is contributing greatly to this happening at a reasonable time. I had a wonderful day of dogwalking, yoga, lunch at Avenues Bistro on Third (highly recommended little local place), laundry, heavy weights, and cooking time in the kitchen. The general lack of structure (being at yoga by 1015 was the ONLY scheduled activity) was good for my soul.
Today I am trusting that some hard choices that were made this week will benefit everyone involved in them. I'm sorry I can't divulge more detail than that, but this is definitely one of those things that merits confidentiality for all parties. As I've said before, often doing the right thing is completely different from doing the easy thing.
Today I am grateful for the joy I am able to derive from my calling as a burn surgeon and a teacher (and a researcher, but y'all know that's my third professional identity and that the other two are equal in my mind). I am grateful for my friends, who know I'm a little crazy-in what is hopefully the best way possible- and who run wild with me. I am grateful for my health and for good asthma drugs that keep most people from knowing that I have any health issues at all. I am grateful for Tucker, Belle!, and Kita, and their rescuers Brian/ Karen, Andrea, and Gail. I am grateful for parents who raised me to be a compassionate dreamer. I am grateful for being at a point in my life when I am comfortable with my tendency to care too much. I am grateful for music, stories, and pictures, and the creativity that underlies all of them.
Today I am inspired by the Rumi poem "The Guest House," generously shared during our yoga practice this morning.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Now listening: Dwight Yoakam "It's Only Alright"- I got Three Pears this week as a membership gift from KRCL. I can't stop listening to it.Labels: TGIF