I woke early enough to join deepbow for an online morning sit. It does make a difference to do so, and Jikoji is considering a similar extension of their online options beyond Sunday programs and routine events. It's quite a unique opportunity for me to build connections between two entities working to create a space of unity, practicing a philosophy of inner connection and mindfulness of our shared humanity. Both seem fine, too, with my parallel interests, yet I only have so much to contribute to each and still have time to move forward with my other needs and projects. My meeting today was deferred, but I look forward to hearing what Rich has to share from his exposure to grief counseling. A timely opportunity arose today with compassion and choice for a seminar on the same topic. I will be attending that one, too. It struck me the other morning when reading journal entries from Linda's final days that a component of grief for her death is interwoven with my own grief reconciling my own mortality. I have certainly come to a place of greater understanding and acceptance, but on a less "enlightened" level, this sucks. I don't want it to end but I do, because knowing that it will is what brings about a greater appreciation for all of the little moments in a day. I caught myself again this evening, and prior in the day too, getting irritated or making judgments, but then stopping. Quicker that before. Yea, progress. I made brocolli cheddar soup for the potluck that we went to tonight. It was delicious and Jen got to meet more of the residents. I appreciate how easily she opens up and connects to people in a natural genuine manner. Zero Pretense, just her genuine self. We ended the day playing Farkle with Lauren over zoom. It's a nice way to stay connected from a distance. I'm old, old enough to remember how "SciFi" the idea of a video call was in the early 70's, and now its a reality. My dad would be beside himself if he could see all this futuristic stuff playing out. Especially the cloning.
