Holy Places

I had an unprecedented two days off at weeks end and the weather was exceedingly pleasant. I was unsure as to what I might do with myself because when I do have a day off I'm either watching my granddaughter or I have some other unfulfilled task waiting to be done. Not that I'm whining. I was looking for some alone time, if you know what I mean.
As Thursday rolled closer it was determined that I was needed at my brother in laws to aide in some banking matters. It was a good day. I have been derelict in my duties with him. We are working on placing him on SSDI as he has physical limitations (he was hit by a car) and he has an IQ of about 95 placing him forever 14 in a 44 year old's body. We took care of business and I took him out for lunch and we made plans to buy him a new mattress and couch on Labor Day.
As I retired later that evening I had a desire to spend Friday at some holy place. I thought that I might pray and meditate at Redemption Rock. (see my profile picture) The Buddhist pagoda was too far away. I went to bed thinking that we would see just what the day would bring.
I got up in the morning and took the Lady to work. Took my truck for repairs. Came home and a back spasm soon had me bent crooked, making my left leg about an inch too short. My daughter called as her ex blew her off. My daughter had a scheduled interview and no one to watch my granddaughter. I was glad to have her but disappointed that my plans had gone awry.
Plans just have a way of doing that, don't they?
Bent and in pain, after Brielle left I decided to take a trip to the cemetery and light some incense upon the family grave sites. Not quite what I had in mind but I felt that it meant something.


baroness radon said…
Hang in there, it's post-full moon yin rising. Things will change.
Sophia said…
You had a lot going on.

Busy-ness is never my idea of a good time. But then I don't guess it's possible to escape it unless we're rich enough to hire a full-time maid. (Which I'm not.)

I suppose if it wasn't for busy-ness we'd not appreciate the idle moments in between the way we do.
Anonymous said…
You don't have to go to Asia to meditate.