Sunday reflections

Despite a beautiful and relaxing week, today I didn't feel myself.

It's like one of those days when you feel: restless; when your anticipating something important and just want the moment to begin; when something has unbalanced you; when you are aware of your vulnerabilites, fragilites and desires; when you want to cycle with the wind in your hair along a long and endless road...

Over breakie at the King Solomon this morning I announced to my colleagues "I just need to be in Elwood today".  

I needed to be in my space, around my things, the Bay, the local bakery, my rhythm. I wasn't homesick, but I needed to know that I was safe, secure and incontrol. That everything would be ok. I needed to release that pit of anxiety that had stirred the depths of my belly.