After a stressful day of knee surgery and a rocky recovery, I went to bed early with my daughter and patient.
After the Napa fire had shifted late yesterday afternoon, the smoke cleared, but this morning the smoke was back and thicker than ever before. Everything smells of smoke now.
In the early morning I went outside to skim the 20 pounds or more of redwood branches out of my pool from the high winds the day before. The sky is grey, but the sun filtered through the dark smoke turned orange.
I filled in a few cracks in my skimmer, ran my pump, and added some shock and clarifier to return the pool to clarity after clearing out all the debris. This literally took hours, but it’s calming to be in rythym with the water, the net and the redwood needles and branches. It takes patience and skill to retrieve the small particles from the bottom of the pool with a brush and a net.
Then, I worked on my taxes. In between, I ran up and down the stairs, caring for my daughter, talked on the phone with an old friend in New York, and made homemade chicken noodle soup.
The sky is still thick with smoke, but I feel like my own personal skies have cleared. It’s easier to get things done now.
After months of grief where I had to force myself to get the mundane done, things come easily now, even the things I dislike doing the most are quicklycompleted.
I feel like the winds of change have shifted, and the dark cloud that has hung over me for so long has lifted.
Love and blessings to all.