Making way for reality

Lately I’ve been very excited about learning new things every day; reading the most thought-provoking books I can imagine; immersing myself in educational, philosophical and metaphysical YouTubes; watching good movies I’ve been anticipating; and listening to enlightening music. It’s all there, waiting for me.

But it’s also still Spring and I’m looking out on a gloriously sunny and beautiful day. I have to get out. The learning and intellectual stimulation will have to wait until later today or this evening.

At the same time, reality has abruptly intruded, ironically since I got my second Covid shot nearly a month ago. For the first time in 15 months, I’ve ventured out into the real world of lots of people. I’ve over-indulged inshopping forays at my favorite stores. And, unfortunately, I’ve had to tend to overdue doctor and dental visits and appointments.

So my little pandemic hideaway existence, and gnome-like solitary life of the mind are becoming wispy, pleasant memories. My pandemic-laden excuses not to tend to my physical health have resulted in some unwanted gifts in the form of reality checks.

I’m venturing out into the familiar and known once again, and it’s full of both dangers and exciting possibilities for new forms of freedom. I must alter some negative ways of thinking. I need to focus on healing and nurturing both my mind and body. That’s one of the great lessons I’ve learned in life, especially valuable now that I’m on a journey into my seventies.