Even though it poured, I wanted to walk more than swim. And it was chilly. We started out. Got soaked and I realized I needed a raincoat. Frank has gone on a trip. I took his with me and Charlie into the drenching. Didn’t turn on a podcast. I needed just a restorative listening, filling my head with the sounds of the rain and the birds and the tapping of drops on the river. Charlie was a good companion, not minding the drenching. Yesterday was a long day of absorption. At the seminar, in person, on Family Constellations Therapy. Frank and I have been doing a bit of experiential work in this modality. And it was very fascinating and encouraging to be part of an in-person session, and to see the transformation and healing of those who did multi-generational work. But my head and heart needed to rest and be internal today. I took many many many pictures, to get the three that I liked. And this crouching in the wetness, looking into many puddles, this made me happy. I went to see an open house with my daughter and her boyfriend. A wonderful house in a very tough market. So many memories of when my mother, a real estate agent, took me and Frank to see houses when we were the homebuyers. They will find their home. It will likely take a good while, and that’s okay. Ah, if my mother were here, she’d find them their dream home! Oh dear––I just remembered I have a poem to send for workshop tomorrow. Most delicious thing after my walk today was a rainy day nap. How it poured, and made the nap so much more cozy, to be indoors and dry in a quiet house.