mlerules

It's almost ridiculous. Right now it's sunny and bright out - an early Golden Hour. It's 58 degrees warm. Earlier 'twas pounding down rain yet sunny, perfect conditions for producing and yes - lo-and-behold there indeed was a bright beautiful full rainbow right across the Willamette River as I drove over the Hawthorne Bridge. All the strollers and bikers were stopped to look.

When the rain tapered off, I walked through lovely Nature up at the Hoyt Arboretum, enjoying the fresh air and trees. I felt a smile on my lips, yet my soul couldn't quite feel it...it seems gray still. It feels right now as if there's a veil/shell/cloud stopping me from fully appreciating what part of me knows is purty danged amazing stuff. It's annoying b'c I often - USUALLY in fact - appreciate precisely this sorta thing a whole freakin' lot. What's stopping me now?! *sigh*

Okay, I'll continue doing what usually works - blasting music, walking around, rereading fave book-bits (feeling lots right now like Milo at the start of The Phantom Toolboth), petting kittenhead Havana, &c. in hopes that whatever's up will cease...or something that's gone will return.

It's/I'm on the verge right now, on the brink...because it really is a glorious day out!