April
30 The Way of the Wind- continued
Okay. As I mentioned in the last blog, I was turning
my attention toward the importance of embracing change. I had written my
KeyNotes content on the changes of the wind. It was ready to publish. Suddenly,
my posting was forced onto the back burner by another the shift in the wind.
Overwhelming
changes have occurred over the past three weeks, bringing most of my work to a screeching
halt. Two days after the storm, a new storm system arrived, taking over my body
in the form of a virus which I was informed there is no antibiotic for. Adding
in a high fever and traces of pneumonia, there I was, lying in bed helplessly
listening to the rain pouring from the roof gutter out into the void where the
spouting has been located for eighteen years. But there it was, lying in the back
yard. Me and the spouting, flat on our back and we can’t do a thing bout it.
With
the rain, the temperature dropped and once again, I could hear the swirling wind,
as it attempted to push the cold air through the cracks of the broken window.
So, me, the spouting, the broken window and my new companion who had no plans
to be going anywhere for long time-
coughing. Relentless
coughing, leading to muscle aches and strains. In denial that this couldn’t all
be happening at the same time, I held onto hope. My house was coming undone and
something was unraveling inside of me, yet still, hope embraced me. Today, day number
25 of this ordeal, I appear to be gradually returning to my normal routine.
Unfortunately, I have lost income and the month of April just wasn’t meant to
be a good one.
This
time, the way of the wind paralyzed most of my activity. As I mentioned in the
previous blog, embracing change is about the acceptance and learning experience
at a much deeper level. When I think of the three roads trips for April, which
had been scheduled for over one year, (all music performances), I believe there
was a reason why I was not destined to travel. That old crazy angel I’ve
written about from time to time, I’m certain that he held me captive for a
greater reason than I’ll understand. As I try to understand my need to embrace
change, it’s comforting to believe that I have been in the embrace of his wings.
Over
these 25 days, I have been reminded of how fortunate I am to have dear friends.
My mother’s friends and neighbors who checked in on me with their homemade
remedies, chicken and noodles and tea seemed to be the best medicine. The
loving smiles of my lifetime pals brought me back. Text messages sure come in
handy when you completely lose your voice! It did get a little scary for a few
days. I’ll admit that.
Tomorrow
is day 26. April is almost over. I’m waiting to hear from the insurance company
and I am so grateful to have made it to this point. There was a reason for all of
this. It’s almost May and I’m ready to move on. Let’s go!