As I sit and peck on my iPad, the wind is beginning to blow, and the rain just started playing pitter pat on the windows. Hurricane Laura makes landfall tonight.
We’re 3 1/2 hours drive from the beach, but hurricanes are non-discriminatory storms, especially the wind. We’re lucky though. We’re west of the hurricane’s eye, the less destructive side.
Even so, trees will come down. Electricity will flicker, then fail.
Tomorrow afternoon the rain will wane, the wind will pucker out, and everyone will get on with things. Continue reading Hurricane Rest
Sometimes, like today, my mind turns without mercy, like a racing heartbeat when you sit still, or a mighty rushing wind on a cloudless, sunny day.
Twisting, turning, churning within, earthquakes of never ending thoughts, thoughts about everything, turn into tsunamis. Raging waters flow uphill, gather speed on the way to the mountain top, then dribble down the backside of the mind’s mountain.
The depths don’t surrender the issues of thought. Those things taught, bought or caught by the mind don’t go away. They dawdle, swirling in and out of consciousness, but always there.
It’s not what isn’t. It’s what is. Continue reading INFJ Ramblings