It has been hot , hot hot here all summer with very little rain. Even our monsoon season has been disappointing...the rain seems to evaporate in the heat faster than it can hit the ground!
So it was with quite a bit of amazement that as Cece rode on the bosque this morning, she noticed the leaves beginning to change! How could this be? What happened to the summer?
The fall is so beautiful on the bosque! Cece likes to notice all the changes since she last rode down. She stops at the bridge she likes and thinks about her mom and has a talk with her. She sees her favorite little steam locomotive that she always tells herself she will ride one day between the zoo and gardens....and she notices that they changed the turn around in the parking lot at Central and the Botanical Gardens! Change occurs!
Life is hard most days in our lives...and Cece thinks this is because change can be so destabilizing. How does Cece cope with change? Like many of us...not easily. But, she has learned to put one foot in front of the other as she tries to prioritize her self-care. Get more sleep, eat clean and healthy, exercise and talk to family and friends.
She knows that if she is not stable, while things around her are changing, that this will make it so much harder to cope. Life can be hard. She never wanted to admit this when she was younger and more starry eyed!
Cece and Yun talked about this in a round about way the other day. One friend was telling the other that people cannot understand how she can be so happy and upbeat and positive when things are going awry. One friend laughed and said, "Denial?" The other said "no, it is more like a swan swimming on the lake....you only see the beauty of the swan...not their feet paddling furiously underneath the water!
Good topic and well written. Change, all kinds of dynamics, wins, loses, highs, and lows, but no matter what, always knowing it is what it is (I've heard folks say they hate to hear it is what it is, but I go with it)....always knowing it is as it is and dealing with it as it is as appropriate as possible without letting it getting one, me, down, keeps me going and going with a positive outlook. I so remember that evening before my open heart surgery when a friend let me take him out to dinner. I had been told so many times I was gonna get scared and it wasn't normal not to be scared. I had began to wonder when the shoe was gonna drop and I'd have fear. I wasn't the least bit fearful. But, wondering if it would happen like those around me said it would, the greedy part of me hoping some of that always so positive attitude could maybe rub off on me. That night as we ate dinner, talked, he told me about a tragic true story. I finally straight out asked him how he does it, maintains that always so positive attitude. His words back to me, so simple, but so profound, at least to me, were "Its all attitude". I had the attitude, just needed to have that reminder. That attitude had brought santosha to me. I knew I had santosha. Sometimes I wondered if I really had santosha. I decided when I got to the operating table I would find out. Arriving at the "Table" would be the test, as in, was I really so content I was even ready to die when the time comes as I think I am. Yep, when they moved me from the gurney onto the "Table", I was completely calm and confident. It is attitude, at least to me. Yes, like my friend said, "It is all attitude". I admire you, good friend. ...Barry :)
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