Saturday, June 11, 2011

No regrets

It has been a fine day with a lot of sunshine and gentle breezes. The evening is actually cool which is a blessing this time of year in the deep south. Although we are severely lacking in rainfall, the garden is getting irrigated and the flowers watered. We have even managed to keep alive the much prized flower garden that C's dad has.

I don't have any regrets at the moment about the past week. I know that I have done what I could to help others and to not do any harm. It surely has not been an easy week, but I realize that life throws these things at us. How I respond is an indication of my recovery. Being angry or fearful is not going to help me or anyone else. I am glad to have been fully present.

Tomorrow I will be able to check up on the boat and perhaps go for a sail. I am looking forward to whatever the day brings.

Everything in the house is quiet this evening. The dogs and cats are sleeping. C. is with her parents. I am going to read a few pages and then turn out the lights. I am glad to live in such a beautiful place, a retreat from the city where the breeze is blowing and the trees are gently swaying, backlit by the moon. What an amazing life this is.




19 comments:

  1. smiles. sounds like you are having a pretty good day...enjoy that quiet this evening...and the beauty in which you live...

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  2. It is the being within that is where the amazing starts. The outside is just decoration Syd. I live a slum life and have the same feeling of contentment. (most days)

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  3. I have been idle on the blogs and just now read back into your posts.

    Your decision to say something regarding the inappropriate comments of your colleague was necessary and wise. Whether this man realizes it or not, he is baiting these students and its merely a matter of time before one of these young girls bites. Bad decisions can be made in a nano instant and the fallout from the damage can be severe.

    Enjoy your peaceful weekend :)

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  4. Love the feeling. Peace with a dash of joy.

    Jim

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  5. I'm having a peaceful week end, and I also think it is an amazing life!

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  6. I love your gratitude Syd... thank you for sharing, it's infectious!

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  7. Thanks Syd...still looking on the bright side of life...

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  8. To the walking man: Thank you for that.

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  9. I think you have taken the appropriate course in the problem. It was good to read this as it gives me a map for such situations should I come across them. Sorry to read about your dog, we have also suffered a loss on the 8th as well. We have My Beautifuls father living next door to us now, he is active, too active at times. Its good for Beautiful to have him there to watch over.

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  10. When I act as my conscience dictates, I may feel discomfort at the time, but the aftermath is always serenity.

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  11. Life is good, my friend. Sometimes, in your writing, you take me home. Thanks.

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  12. Oh, life.
    [As I say that in my head I hear it sung by ... whom? ... REM? U2? Google, here I come]
    Life has its little graces.

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  13. Enjoy your solitude and peace and recharge. This is good.

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  14. Glad you had a restful day.
    Seems like you are taking care of youself which will be helpful in your work with the inlaws

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  15. I don't know if you know this (didn't know where to put it) but AA's birthday was June 10th. It was also the day my 34 year old daughter died from alcoholism two years ago.

    I finally acknowledge that on my blog (it wasn't hard for me but I was worried about my family) but I am tired of secrets.

    Beautiful sunset. Serene.

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  16. The human ability to roll with the punches is an amazing thing. I wasn't able to live with unresolved problems, or the strange juxtaposition of problems and grace, until people in the rooms of AA told me how. And it was simple: Water the flower garden as best you can, and leave the drought up to God. (Metaphorically speaking, obviously.)

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