“SUMMERTIME AND THE LIVIN’ IS EASY…”
At the moment I can smell the fragrance from my first few sweet peas and enjoy the sunshine which will lead to another long light evening before the sun goes down. I’ve been listening to the thwack of tennis balls as Andy Murray wins his first round at Wimbledon, but not without some stiff opposition from his opponent. Last night there was a documentary on his life as a tennis star and I was moved to tears as he tearfully remembered the horrible events at Dunblane Primary where he and his brother were pupils. That experience is part of who he is and is bound to have helped shape the determined young man who can still cry when he loses an important championship.
Tennis was an important part of growing up for me as we battled it out in our high school gym class and played at the local courts. I worked my way up to being a tennis coach at summer school in Jersey. All in good fun and never very competitive but sometimes I miss the feeling of the racquet against my hand and the achievement of balance points where a perfect, unreturnable ball is sent over the net. I have it all in my memory but occasionally long for the experience, though I know it is well nigh impossible to achieve.
Last night was the night of the perigee moon which was meant to be bigger and brighter than a normal full moon due to its orbit path in relation to Earth. It was too cloudy to see anything in the evening, but I woke up at 3 AM and the moon was clear, not bigger then I remember, but certainly much, much brighter. The scene defeated my faithful digi-camera, so I will hold the image in my memory as well as the feeling of peace that I got from meditating on its clarity and brightness. Yet another experience to marvel at right outside my window.
Working with the course Meditation through Writing, it feels good to read in between times and let thoughts loop round each other as they settle down and bring some clarity to whatever it is that is just within reach. I’m going to reread Slow Time by Waverly Fitzgerald which was recommended by a good friend on the subject of “recovering the natural rhythm of life.” I shall be paying attention especially to the chapter “By the Light of the Silvery Moon”.
So – slow down, watch for the moon, smell the flowers and enjoy the thwack of Wimbledon and if you’re in the mood – don’t forget the strawberries & cream. After all, it’s Summertime!
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