There was no television or musical entertainment this afternoon. Just the sound of rain on leaves and softly drumming the street while I sat on the couch next to my favorite lamp, with a perfect cup of tea and the beginnings of a great book. It was the sort of rain that fell straight down so I could keep the windows open and have all the sounds and smells penetrate the indoors. I especially like the way cars sound as their wheels cut through the rain as they pass by. I am still in awe of the perfect cup of Egyptian camomille and peppermint loose leaf tea that I enjoyed.
I'd venture to say this moment could top my "Best of summer '06" list. In my description of today I can't communicate the pureness and perfection I experienced. In this brief hour I was so content--more than content, really. I didn't want to be anywhere else and I wasn't thinking about anything other than the cup of tea, the rain, and the warm blanket. As I write this with such admiration for the hour of my life between 4 o'clock and 5 this afternoon I realize moments like this in my life are rare. I am always thinking, worrying, planning, wishing to be in another place, thinking about memories and people and places I've been, all while never really being fully in the moment I am living. I fell in love with the brevity, spontanaity and perfection of this afternoon. While it's something that should be occasional in order to maintain that magical feel, I want to experience moments like this on a more regular basis. So here I am, crossing my fingers for more perfect and spontaneous moments where I am entertained by a rich contentedness and a nothing short of an 'in the moment' mindset.
now I find myself thinking about us here. and thinking about us there. i'm so glad we're in this together.