Another beautiful day

As I drove into work this morning, I stopped a couple of time to photograph the scenery that makes the place I live so beautiful. I've included several of these so that you can get a taste of the place that I call home. 

It is another beautiful day.  I am spending lunch with a new sponsee.  He is a double winner so I agreed to be his temporary sponsor.  I am glad that he has 12 years of sobriety, attends AA regularly, and has an AA sponsor. That lets me know that he is serious about recovery and is likely to be willing to do Al-Anon work.

This afternoon we will head to the boat for the weekend. We want to watch the Blue Angels perform over the Harbor so it may be a weekend that we stay at the marina or perhaps leave to go to the island.  I like the spontaneity of just going with the flow and not having a set schedule.

The rigidity that I used to have has given way to simply drifting with the moment.  I used to be have rigidity because it enabled me to have some modicum of control in an unmanageable life.  It seemed that the only thing holding me together was a schedule. I still show up for commitments such as work and meetings, but my free time is just that--free.

I hope that you enjoy your Friday.

The author of genius does keep till his last breath the spontaneity, the ready sensitiveness, of a child, the "innocence of eye" that means so much to the painter, the ability to respond freshly and quickly to new scenes, and to old scenes as though they were new; to see traits and characteristics as though each were new-minted from the hand of God instead of sorting them quickly into dusty categories and pigeon-holing them without wonder or surprise; to feel situations so immediately and keenly that the word "trite" has hardly any meaning for him; and always to see "the correspondences between things" of which Aristotle spoke two thousand years ago.~ Dorothea Brande

The essence of pleasure is spontaneity.~ Germaine Greer