The lovely delicate greening month of May empties itself today...falling gently down into the damp early morning of the first of June. There are picnic leftovers...a cold cheeseburger for breakfast...(my deepest primal need for meat, now satisfied). I ate it slowly with a fresh cup of hot coffee. I felt full, so I stopped and went to hang wash out on the line...a fresh breeze, sunshine, my city lungs filled with a cleansing rush of May air.
Dreading going back to work tomorrow...so much stress and drama there and I feel emotionally fragile today...knowing I will get hit with a wave of humanity, need, noise, unanswerable questions and anxiety. I am emptied out. I sit within arms length of my family's love and support and yet cannot seem to grasp it. Fragile and vulnerable in the May breeze.
The only temporary answer is an attitude of praise and physical movement. I have much to be thankful for on this warming luscious day...the pink tablecloth flapping gently at the edges of the rough picnic table wood...bleached, and a painfully clean white pile of bedding swaying in the wind...a full stomach that does not want food anymore...just fellowhip and intimacy and joy. Let May drop away with all the lessons, joys, laughter, breezes and promises...June commences.
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