ready to go home

so far hwubby's roomates in rehab have been quiet people. no tv, that sort of thing. yesterday afternoon a new person shows up. a tv person. he talks, eats (nurse feeds him) and tv loud at the same time. is he watching it? i don't know. i do know this. this is a sign that it's time for hwubby to come home. he's ready. i am ready.

i take home bags of freshly cut produce from karun's garden. celery leaves - vital for chicken soup flavor - , carrots, new potatoes, rainbow chard, dinosaur kale, and loads of thyme and parsley - just the right stuff to flavor up my hummus.

now i feel really, really ready.

i need to keep the schedule

so much going on. so much unexpected twists and turns. all the more necessary for me to keep up with the schedule of spiritual practices. i need to keep the schedule. morning meditation and guru gita are must. only then i can stabilize and strengthen the mind in the understanding and awareness of who and what i am and not getting swept into the seesaw of emotions, thoughts and feelings, within me and in others. not the least is the pressures from all directions saying, you must do this, you ought to do that, no, you are wrong, you shouldn't ask this or do that. blah blah blah. this is the opportunity to cultivate standing up and speaking up for myself in hwubby and my highest and best interests while working through the system of rules and counting our fortunes. on that note, how about this one? i come out of meditation, prepare breakfast. ginger tea and a slice of toast. this is no ordinary toast. my gracious and generous host karun makes this phenomenal bread from sprouted organic grains, incl wheat berries, rye, millet, and mung beans. the loaf is covered with flax seeds. every slice is a meal in itself. a bite into it and i feel the body say, i love it.