And the day was a poem

The Mediterranean Sea at Tel Aviv.
The Mediterranean Sea at Tel Aviv.

So, the other morning the sky was that fantastic combination of charcoal cumulus clouds to the front, and bright, unsuspecting blue behind me. My friend Kathi a little further north was thanking God via Facebook for the rain, and here in my town the wind was all blowy with promise.

I was on my way to church for the first time in a few weeks (ironic, considering I am a member of the clergy. But life has been just One Damned Thing After Another and I couldn’t cope.) The Fiat windows and top were down, no one was on the road, and I looked forward to seeing dear friends.

Thanks to the miracle of iTunes, I was able to choose the perfect music: Canon and Gigue, For 3 Violins & Continuo in D Major (more familiarly “Pachelbel’s Canon”.) Okay, I know it has become a cliche, but IT’S SO LOVELY. So lovely. (And by the way, you need a version that’s not too fast. It’s not supposed to be perky, damn it.) I felt like I was in a movie: it was a perfect combination of audio and visual.

Then, because sometimes I like to listen to my bazillion songs alphabetically, just as I turned the corner to downtown, I was hit by Carry On, Wayward Son. My heart soared up through the open roof of the car. The perfect soundtrack for the moment.

I thought of my dear friend Br. Curtis, who likes to quote Thich Nhat Hanh: “Breathing in, I calm body and mind. Breathing out, I smile. Dwelling in the present moment, I know this is the only moment.” (from Being Peace). Yes. Amen.

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