
Midst storms within and without, floods and torrents of the weather and personal kind there are always moments that make me smile and remember the gifts found in letting go, in finding life cut off and changed beyond repair but offering possibility of new life and living way past the obvious death.
Autumn time to face up to endings, time to stand square before whatever axe may be about to befall a life and understand the pain and confusion of the felling may in fact be a beginning not an ending and other lives will replenish and renew within the sphere seen so clearly as death.
Death, deacay, departing, disease, depression, distress....interesting they are all D words but then so too are delight, delicious, delerious, dream, define, destiny.
The week has past in a flurry of activity and stasis of the u-bend kind. The activity has once again taken me away from the cottage rather more than expected or possible if I actually took note of reality but creating my own reality is so much more sensible - well that's what I think others do not always agree but rebounding fat ladies are a law unto themseves.
Oh yes the rebounding...part of the acknowlegement of needing to look at ways to excercise and tend a body well abused over the last months has been the decision to spend a little time on a sprung circle:0) It sits on its side propped up through the doorway between sitting room and kitchen and fits nicely in the doorway when down with door frame ready at hand for me to grab or steady myself on and kitchen chair and table to act as other leaning post - my rooms are small. The concept is that the bounce takes you into a weighless zone for milli-second which leaves stress and strain off skeelton and encourages the lymph system to begin to operate a little more decidedly.
I have started off very slow as they recommend and am gradually building up the time spent 'bounding'. So far I have felt a little freeing up of my neck and it has not made back pain any worse which is great. The vertigo and bounce don't always agree but the door frame works well as support and I have a bounding buddy!
At first it was a tentative pair of feet placed on the rebounder as I bounced and a grin of delight on the face but now body and all feet join me and Rhys stands alongside me and rebounds gracefully along too:0) Missy Banon is interested but the diva that she is wants the rebounder to her self and looks crestfallen when she stands there and no bounce happens.