On Sunday Tom and I visited my parents 100 miles south of here. We found them content, healthy, eager to visit. Wood stove burning at just the right temperature, coffee steaming in the pot, news to share. Pleasant visit.
Heading down the drive-way we spotted six deer, some nestled in the greening grass, some snooping around the barn, some playing with others. Reflective brown eyes, slender bodies blending into the land, twitching ears, graceful, beautiful creatures.
Scenes and experiences of safety and satisfaction are necessary for me. Balance from a too-often chaotic world which alarms and discourages is derived from peacefulness.
Knowledge of my parents' tranquility soothes me, comforts me, carries me through the days. While I know that life's blows come suddenly, I choose to nestle my heart in this knowing today. I'll take it. I'll take it while it's here. I'll give myself over to its gentleness, and let my soul rejoice.