I was so blessed: friends took it upon themselves to celebrate my birthday by whisking me off to Indian Hot Springs. It is a beautiful drive through the mountains, into tunnels...Signs warn us to look out for mountain goats (or is it Dall sheep?)
The water in the caves was so hot that we could not soak for very long. But the heat of the air itself was cleansing and relaxing like sauna---We had a fish lunch in town before heading home. The day felt like a mini-shabbos; a real gift.
The second half was catching up: email, news, petitions, the daily calls to congressmen. Worry and prayer.
Then, to cap the day, an excursion to Trader Joe's in search of kosher chicken for chicken soup; a friend is ill.
I can feel how I need to streamline the worry/petition/calls part of the day so as to open up time to do anything else at all. I am homing in on how to use that time most effectively. What I have sacrificed, so far, is walking every day and peace of mind; and that cannot continue.
Meanwhile---praying for our country and our world.
And remembering that Zalman assures us that there is still a G-d in the world. I believe him.