Tonight's photo. Jack-o-lantern night.
Ugh. Long morning, but great lunch with a partner in an equity-raising firm. I've known him for a few months now. He laughed at my stories from the morning. I did keep the complaining under control. We had a fun productive and friendly lunch. Nice guy.
Then, riding. It was great. Even though we just walked. I've been working on sublety in my cues. He responds beautifully to softer hands and a mellower me. Good thing too. It was rather windy, but I felt I was confidently urging my trusty, but wary, steed on in the face of things rattling in the bushes.
Much better then the rider (also me) who was constantly waiting for disaster to stike. So very VERY happy to have lost my fear of riding.
I felt I'd lost me. I wanted to shake that stranger who looked like me and demand to know what she'd done with the real me.
I saw a hawk circling over me while I sat and meditated.
I bought my son ice cream and take-out Chinese. We carved a Jack-o-lantern and I did laundry.
I'm working to make each day be the life I love, instead of waiting for it to happen.
I'm still waiting, but in the waiting, I'm learning to love the little precious things.
It's a start.