Lori and I have a new fiber 'painting' series we're ready to show you. But before we get to the fun part, we have to do some administrative work. The task of photographing, formatting, and updating our website became my job. In the meantime, while Lori takes her turn on other work in progress, I think about how glad I am that I at least get to listen to music while sitting and working on the computer - a task that makes me cranky and my back hurt.
Yesterday was another day spent sitting at the desk, clicking away on the keyboard. I ended it with a much-needed session at the gym. I did a brisk 35 minutes on the elliptical, and while I don’t enjoy it, I'm grateful to get my blood circulating and deep breathing activated. (I tend to hold my breath throughout the day when working on our website because I'm afraid I'll break it - an irrational fear, even though I've been doing this for years. But I digress.)
Anyway, when I moved from the aerobic to the weight machines, something drew my attention to the outdoors. I'm not sure what it was, but I think it might have been a few minutes before I realized I was standing in the middle of the room, staring at the clouds.
For as long as we can remember, we've found our 'centers' while looking at clouds. Growing up in Tacoma, it was less about their definition and more about their seemingly infinite tones of gray. Here in the high desert, each cloud has so much shape and character, you can give it a name and a story before it drifts out of view. So is it any wonder that when we need a mental break, we look to the sky? We can ground ourselves while letting our minds wander as high and far as the clouds will take us.
We sincerely hope you, too, have a way to return to your center. It feels good to get a little break. And, please take care of yourself and each other.
