It’s raining outside – pouring actually. A bit warm for a winter day; waiting at the retina eye care office for Mountain Mobility, a ride home. Forty-five minutes till scheduled pick-up; pushing against a restless yearning to slip into wishful thinking for a different kind of day, I choose to practice staying in the present moment. Taking in the real that’s now I witness the kindness of strangers, caregivers, receptionists, goodness that enriches my day; a colorful array of rain boots, every style and hue becomes a delight; warmth of indoor lights provide a haven; patients coming and going creatively manage canes, walkers, umbrellas, papers; a harmony of voices, soothing talk tones. I sit in a healing space, where a congregation of people weary with worries waits together gathering courage, pricks of hope to hold onto sight, In the present  moment all seems well, manageable, glorious, or just plain okay. Attentive to the now, I can see –
light abounds on dark grey days.