After visitors, our home feels quieter, smaller, emptier. Andy is a relief at such times, the last bastion against the possibility of loneliness, something I haven’t felt in quite some time. And it’s not something I necessarily feel right now, but still… echoes of friends and family who have graced these halls reverberate in the mind. This has been a good summer in that regard, and as August begins, the halfway-pause is at hand.
Ominous signs of Halloween have already started appearing in stores, and back-to-school stuff has been there for a while. Any day now I expect Christmas crap to line the shelves. It’s all too much, too soon, and so I step back into the house, into the quiet, and into the present moment.
My meditation practice continues, a helpful way to ground each day, when being busy, even with happy events like reunions with old friends, seems to detract from the focus on the serene. A balance must be struck. A summer must be appreciated.
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