Being able to see so clearly is truly miraculous. It’s as if a gauzy curtain has been lifted from my eyes and my view is clear and unimpeded. Some years ago, we went to the Grand Canyon. It was cloudy and smoky in the canyon which made the myriad colors invisible to see. Yes it was a big hole in the ground, but we missed the beauty of all the colors that are usually visible from the look out point on the south side. So sad.
That’s the way my life has been for a year or two.
But not anymore.
Last night, after the second surgery and sleeping most of the day, I felt incredible. Full of energy and vim and vitality. It was an amazing feeling for I’ve felt like a slug for a long time. I got up and went to work and came home and did not much more than necessary to function and keep my house running.
But nothing more.
Last night, I felt like the old Louise (well the younger Louise, but you know what I mean). I got not only the bare necessities but a bit more done. There was joy in the work and delight in getting it done.
And my vision is clear. Eyesight is often a metaphor for ‘seeing the metaphysical or metaphorical’ around us. I have a sense of being on the cusp of some really clear realizations about my life and the world around me.
At least that’s how it feels right now. I’ll keep you posted.
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