I caught them.
They are getting to like each other even though Mitch is resisting. Today I caught them nearly cuddling together under these blankets. It’s close enough for now. At face value, this is just a cute picture of my dogs. But really, this is an abstract photograph of the weather outside. The meteorologists of the mid-west would call this a “wintery mix”. Whatever. This desert can use the water.
The weather is keeping me inside and from riding my bike which I wanted to do because my knee is finally feeling better after a fall that also caused me to get my head glued-up at the urgent care. It was an early morning last week when that happened; after bending over to pick up some trash that had blown into the yard I stood up and felt dizzy. Failing to ambulate, I crashed hard onto the concrete patio gashing my head open.
it’s okay. and i’m okay.
It reminds me of a time years ago when I fell off a small cliff, down about twelve feet, while waiting to watch a shuttle launch. Earlier that same night I had fallen into a swimming pool. Discussing the incident on the phone with a mentor a few days later they remarked that the ‘universe’ was trying to ‘send me a message’! But the truth is I had been drinking heavily.
That was then. My present-day injuries are more frightening to me because I was absolutely sober. I’m just older. That’s the fact of the matter here. And, perhaps, grown weary in some regards. Falling definitely hurts more than it used to. Though it is easy to fantasize about having a magic ability to connect with the cosmos, when it comes to messages it feels dishonest to suggest that the universe even knows I exist.
Everything is healing.
The equinox has arrived, and the days get brighter. But for now, maybe the best course of action is to follow the dogs and get a little cozy in some blankets and just take it easy.