Today is a beautiful day. I wake up with a smile on my face and reach out, but to empty space for my Beloved is away in the joy of visiting her little ones. I lie a moment watching the light brighten my window, happy that I completed my 8-day teaching marathon, that I spent the whole of yesterday lazing on the sofa watching Father Ted, that today I start a new project, that in two days I will be reunited with my Beloved, that in three days I will be teaching a weekend of healing magic to a course almost full.
Now I shall run the five paces into my garden to say Aloha to the Rising Sun, and count the Eight Pieces of Brocade that ease me into place between Heaven and Earth. Ah! And bring in the storm-washed clothing that I forgot on the line last night!