Ahhh...grateful, as always, for Shabbat.
The house holds such quiet for this one day every week. The phone does not ring (mostly.) I do not open the laptop. I do sometimes go to shul; other times, like today, I read the weekly portion here at home. I do take a walk, sometimes slow and contemplative like today, noticing the geese, the lake, people's dogs, the mountains, the changing sky.
And except for that walk, I stayed home: Bracha the cat is so sick, so skinny, so quiet. Unusually, twice today Mazal, her co-cat, snuggled up near her, spooning. (They have kept a formal distance for years.)
I am waiting for the signs the vet named as signals that she may want help out; they have not come.
My temporary housemate is temporarily elsewhere. I have enjoyed her company.
The next two months have visitors coming, and me both writing and preparing to teach.
I know I have been invited out into the world again; I feel partially ready to go.
(For you back East: I will be leading a weekend at The Abode of the Message in New Lebanon, NY, August 25-27. I'm thinking of calling it "A Weekend in the Garden with Eve".)
Blessings for a week that brings us in this world closer to generosity, balance, harmony.