March 13/April 2. The sun has come out, plum trees are starting to bloom in Eastsound, I leave for Scotland in exactly 3 weeks, and I am feeling glum. Four weeks ago, while slightly increasing my walking so I would be ready for a couple of 22 mile days during my three week walk in Scotland (West Highland Way, Great Glen Way, and Speyside Way), I started to notice discomfort in my left upper foot. I tried to do imagined massage and energy work as I walked, which often clears up small aches and pains almost miraculously. This particular pain came and went, but over the next week it gradually worsened. I noticed it was throwing off my gait and that it was no longer a good idea to rely on my own healing efforts or to ignore it. I called out the healers - made appointments with Rick Doty for body work, the Bradbury's for chiropractic care and acupuncture, Dr. Cindy Bullock for podiatry, and I drove to Everett to Althea's footwear (a podiatrist-recommended specialty shoe store for
Continued from Glasgow Weekend -April 30 - part 2 Hello again, travel companions. It is now actually late Monday morning (11:30am-ish) and I am sitting in the Heraklion airport arrivals area. awaiting Chris and Judy who will arrive at 2:05pm. They are in Athens now and their plane to Crete departs at 1:10pm. I notice how comforting I find exact times when I am in transition and in unfamiliar surroundings. The precision of numbers gives a comforting illusion of certainty and control. That thought makes me smile. And my mind segues to the scarf that the Glasgow girls gave me as I left: a bold pink and green scarf that proclaimed Celtic club. As I was going through passport check after my flight from Glasgow a fellow traveler noticed the scarf and gave me a big grin, thumbs up, and fighting fists. What a sweet funny experience of belonging to a club I could not imagine belonging to. Here’s a photo of Callum and Lydia celebrating the Celtic victory over the Rangers (sent by Natalie). Be
Thank you River. Almost a mirror image of Callum’s celebration pose!
ReplyDeleteAlthough Callum dreamed I was his football coach, I think it’s pretty clear he is mine!
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