Lovely story, in my late eighties I too risk going against ‘advice’.
However it sent me back to my early twenties, a few heavy drops hit the window loudly, I dashed out to grab the washing, suddenly I was held in the eye of the storm, peace and calm, it was like a safe embrace, leaves whirled and trees bent beyond my space, I felt entranced, it was timeless, I just stood.
I felt a movement in my hair, I return into the house.
It was an important lesson in my life, to centre during troublesome events, observe the chaos, to breathe. To step into the virtual eye of the storm.
Lovely story, in my late eighties I too risk going against ‘advice’.
However it sent me back to my early twenties, a few heavy drops hit the window loudly, I dashed out to grab the washing, suddenly I was held in the eye of the storm, peace and calm, it was like a safe embrace, leaves whirled and trees bent beyond my space, I felt entranced, it was timeless, I just stood.
I felt a movement in my hair, I return into the house.
It was an important lesson in my life, to centre during troublesome events, observe the chaos, to breathe. To step into the virtual eye of the storm.
Keep safe. X
Thank you so much for sharing Maureen! I am so happy it brought back that moment for you!