For once chaos is manifesting in an attractive form rather than a form to which I am averse or indifferent. I rode Red this morning; my Mum has been moved to the Sroke Rehabilitation Unit; my elder son has moved into the house and work is nearly complete; and 42 copies of the book I have been helping prepare for publication arrived.
The book looks perfect – and is more than a month ahead of its deadline. It is called Moving Being and has been written by my Lama, Khandro Déchen. It is a manual of sKu-mNyé – a form of Tibetan yoga. To have a look at it go to the Aro Books worldwide marketplace.
Mum is off the general medicine ward and in a special unit for people recovering from strokes. She will receive a lot of physio- and occupational therapy in preparation for her going home. Her speech is much improved, but she is still having some problems with swallowing and her vision is not quite right. This move is good news however and it will be less boring and more stimulating for her.
Daniel is settling in well in the upstairs half of the house we have been renovating. The kitchen is now equipped and he is getting along fine with it. He is still rather surrounded by boxes, but I'm sure he will soon sort himself out.
I rode with a couple of Briwnant friends and Red was happy to be out with his mates, Thomas and Falcon. I would have to say that he was perfect today. He rode at the back, in the middle and at the front for parts of the ride and was happy wherever he was. He was forward going and responded well to leg aids. He only tried to stop and eat a couple of times and walked on promptly when asked. It was a gentle ride with a little trotting and just a few short canters, which suited me as I have not been able to ride for a couple of weeks. Red is such a good boy. He's looking the roundest I have seen him look since I first bought him—when he was a bit too round—and is like a comfortable armchair to ride. I believe horses need to have a bit of roundness about them by the end of the summer if they are going to live out at pasture through the winter, but I shall have to make sure he doesn't get any bigger. He was puffing a bit up some of the steep hills on the Wenallt trail – but then so would I be if I had to climb them.
On Friday I am going to join a hack where a riding school client will be riding Red, so this will be a nice opportunity to take Dee out – and to see how Red behaves while being worked.
It's now nearly time to go and visit Mum. I must enjoy the relaxation of life running a little smoothly and more easily at the moment, without trying to grasp at it, secure it and make it a reference point. It's important to embrace and enjoy aversion and indifference as well. There is always something to appreciate.
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I haven't been keeping up with my blogging friends these last few weeks, and I'm so sorry to learn about your mother's stroke. How frightening for all of you, but I'm glad that she's in rehab and able to speak. Life can all change in a moment, can't it? You're right to appreciate the calm and the small but good things that are happening right now. There have been many days recently where I wish I could turn back the clock, but I can't. So at least there's some consolation that I have in knowing that even though some things will never be the same again, I was conscious of how special those moments were when they were happening.
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