Ebbs and Flows...

Rhythms. Ripples. Tides. Ebbs and flows. In the natural world, in ourselves. I had no expectations for yesterday and was buoyed by the energy of my own productivity. Went to bed, kinda early, for me. Awoke by 1am, and tossed until just past dawn...Not tired, just cranky with dark clouds descending...for no real reason (Paul Ryan, notwithstanding...) Feeling disgruntled, discouraged, dismissed...dissed and discombobulated and dark dark dark. In truth...I have not even attempted to meditate today, but have to think it will help me find some balance in this thick, turbid, troubled, day. Not much to do today other than pack for my much needed, much anticipated trip to Boulder. Some time to rest in a place that lifts my heart, each time I look west...and some good time hanging with my boy, before he begins his sophomore year at CU. That is all to the good. Clearly, I need this.