After work last night I rode my scooter to the Bellaire Recreation
Center and caught the meditation phase of MaryBeth’s yoga class. As we walked out I was immediately enthralled
by the blush of the rising full moon through clouds painted across the sky like
breaking ocean waves, and I was instantly back in Puerto Rico 45+ years ago.
I’d spent the summer working as a lifeguard at an orphanage in
Germany, but my heart was with a friend from LSU who had gone home to Puerto
Rico for the summer. A 19-hour ride on a
prop plane took me to New York City, where I found a $50 redeye to Puerto Rico. Arriving in Puerto Rico at midnight I began
to realize my surprise visit might not have been a great idea. What if she had a boyfriend? What if her
parents threw me out? Rapidly my list of
what ifs got longer, till I turned and saw the full moon dancing across the
breaking ocean waves and I was once again believing in the goodness of life and
love. Are “what ifs” robbing you of time
and life energy?
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