Why? Because Ravi’s preschool has been on Fall break (Fall break from what? Cohesive learning? I don’t get it.), and as it’s been my good fortune to enjoy quite a bit of time, over this past week, with this precious child’s sweet natured heart, her inquisitive-eager-to-absorb-everything-she-sees-and-hears mind, and her positively focused, highly imaginative spirit, intuition suggests that completing the venting process has need to wait until time to vent, productively, presents itself, naturally.
Baking pumpkin muffins—Ravi's favorite and Gramma's, too!
A ten from Len!
Having clarified why my heart, mind and spirit experienced sound reason to switch tracks from venting toward consciously appreciating my good fortune to spend as much of my personal time with a person as precious as Ravi (though like all people at all ages, she has her ‘moments’), past experience—concerning holding onto anger, unknowingly, until it bottles up deep inside my subconscious—proved unhealthy, so rather than unconsciously repressing my impassioned reaction to kavanagh’s quick-as-a-blink appointment to the Supreme Court of the land, my conscious decision to vent personal reactions provoked by last week’s events, productively, suggests that any emotionality that emerges naturally while writing will most likely take place when the time is ripe to pen a post without interruption —as for now, I’m off to enjoy Ravi’s weekly soccer game—
PS
Having returned from Ravi's game, I'm glad to say that rainy day soccer saw my grand daughter's pony tails swinging as freely as her spirit was seen springing assertively up and down the field while she participated so wholeheartedly throughout the first half as to have maintained control over the ball until she made a goal, did a victory dance and closed in on scoring two more in a row except for the fact that as she approached the net, her teammate, running along side of her, kicked the next two in. As munchkins have not yet absorbed attitudes based in teamwork, Ravi's shoulders hunched and her smile turned upside down until her coach, spying her age-appropriate, downcast reaction, ran to her side and won her smile back by offering up one of his own along with a lively high five! Second half saw Ravi too busy catching raindrops on her tongue to play attentively, and up until a gentle rain turned into a drenching downpour, shortening the end of the game, a good time was had by all—LOL!
As for now, it's October, worst allergy month for me.
Why? Grass is being 'rotor-rootered' all over the city landscape
Most especially on nearby golf courses in readiness to
Plant winter lawns, causing my eyes to tear nonstop, which is
Why, at this moment in time, my itchy eyes are longing to
Close and nap in hopes of awakening to find reddened lids feeling
Somewhat soothed as tears, rivering cheekily down my face
Have ceased to flow before we ready ourselves to enjoy
An evening with two couples at a favorite eating spot close to
Home where a birthday and anniversary will be celebrated by all—
As to when my plan to vent suppressed anger, productively, will
Bear fruit? Hopefully before too long—Seriously—
It's always something, right? Like the fact that today's video
Meant to be entertaining, is irritating my peace of mind just like
Grass cuttings have been irritating my eyes—Grrr ...
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