How else can I say it? I have woken up.

One month ago tomorrow, I went to my therapy group feeling pretty overwhelmed. I left group feeling inspired and energized. It bugs me that I cannot explain this seismic shift in my attitude, perceptions of capability, and energy level. Why now? I don’t know and I wish I did. It feels all just a little precarious since I can’t point to anything directly which is clearly the reason why I woke up. “Like waking up from the longest dream …” as the old Phil Keaggy song says.

Me: the morning of February 23.

Me: the morning of February 25 and pretty much every morning since then.

OK, so maybe I have a couple of ideas about some of the possible factors in this shift, but still I cannot explain it as “First A, then B.” And I guess that’s kind of how a lot of things are. Life is a series of experiments and a series of reflections on the experiments and a never-ending repository of new opportunities to respond to the next thing.

So, top of the morning to you. I had a nice nap.