Starting with the ‘headliner’, a tiny, wild daisy.
Lower right corner: Added my chapstick tube for location and size context.
More context. Easy to see closeup at ground level when that’s what you’re specifically looking for, and you already know it’s there.
Literally impossible to see, especially if you aren’t even remotely trying to spot one. But i saw it somehow. If you zoom in on the right sidewalk edge, near the photo’s middle…
i tell Cheryl, “If i had a daisy for every time i thought of you, i could walk through a field of daisies forever.”
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Yesterday, a 12-noon massage. Walked five miles to get there. It’s only 1.5 miles away from home. Took the scenic route. Tried a few short running bursts. Torqued my left calf again. Thought a week’s running abstinence would be enough rest.
Doubtful my spirit will ever offer anything but cosmic love.
It hit me yesterday that if i never get to run again, i will accept it.
Love to run.
Grateful for six decades of it.
Last night the Universe reminded me of a story while i was thinking for the first time that odds are high running is over for me.
Universe: “jeff, remember when you went blind in your left eye a couple years ago?”
me: “Yes.”
Universe: “Same thing here.”
me, saying to myself: “If you never get to run again, you’ll be okay. You’ve had 60 years as a runner. Focus on what you’ve received, not what is missing. Nothing is missing. You are lucky to be alive. Enjoy every walking step you get to take. Walking is a huge blessing. Be amazingly grateful you can do that pain free.”
me, still talking to myself: “Thank you Universe (God, Creator, Energy, Cosmos, Light). i love you.”
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Gary V, 2019. He took the words right out of many mouths, including mine.
When i was in that MRI tube yesterday, was thinking about being a prisoner and being water boarded or tortured, not being able to move, not being able to see and not knowing how many minutes or hours i had left.
Religion offers a ‘parental’ relationship with the Universe. No one loves you more than your parents (let’s skip the obvious exceptions). And if your religion’s face is a person, when you desperately need to talk to someone in your very darkest, and perhaps last hours, you can see their face and feel their calming presence and wisdom.