It doesn’t take long when stuck under an unmoving cloud system to feel the loss of the sun, to forget it’s still there. The weather here shifted overnight. Or maybe I should say it lifted. In either case, the sky this morning is clear and blue after 5 days of a heavy, wet, greenish-gray, cold mess. Those 5 days followed a string of days of oppressive heat and humidity. Someone said to me yesterday, that after a beautiful summer “it’s like summer went and slapped us!” Today the sweaters are off, the umbrellas are back in the closet, the windows again are open. I’m imagining a city full of people opening their front doors with a smile and a laugh.
Standing in relief under a clear blue sky, feeling only breeze and not wind, feeling only warmth and not blistering heat, I think, This is what hope fulfilled feels like. A day comes when a heaviness lifts, a burden falls away, clarity returns. Let the sensations soak down into bone and marrow for those times when it feels the sun has vanished.
[Photo: taken of this morning’s sky.]