30 Days

On July 1, we will once again hook our tow trailer to the pickup truck and leave for two months of travel. I can’t wait, of course, but there’s 30 very full days between now and then!

This morning, I was out of bed before 6:30am because I had an ambitious plan to finish a music video (done), rewrite some lyrics and start a new arrangement. As important, I vowed to take time outdoors filming Beth’s yoga classes and enjoy a walk. Mission accomplished!

In addition, we loosely planned out our “to do’s” for the month, participated in a couple of Zoom calls and sent out some invoices. Oh, and I took a 20 minute nap. Nice self-care, Scott.

My goal is follow through on my to do’s for the month, but never at the expense of the Prime Directive.

As I see it (and I could be wrong) the next iteration of my life will be to keep on doing but not at the expense of being. I am finding more pleasure than pain when I live my life like the tortoise instead of the hare. Or, when I do exert myself, I want to create space to allow my nervous system to readjust.

As I sit here in front of our little home, a gentle breeze is blowing through the trees. There are bird calls and a family of woodchucks is moseying around the yard in search of tasty morsels. A chipmunk came within two feet of me and I can hear Beth’s delighted laugh on a call with friends.

“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God…” (Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass)

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