Cave

It did not take as long as last year. Here it is, the 23rd, and I am out of my emotional cave. I was melancholy for a few days, but I awoke this morning feeling as if something good is about to happen. I hope the feeling is correct. I am ready for some good news.

Death and Psyche

August 19 will be the second anniversary of the death of my mother. Last wednesday, my therapist said, "You are shutting me out. Every year, at this time, you start shutting down emotionally." On reflection, I believe she is right. When faced with an overwhelming situation, and those are rare, I usually go into my cave and hibernate emotionally. It is self-defense for my psyche. I will be out by Labor Day.

Greece

I have just returned from Santorini and it is no wonder that culture was first recorded in this part of the world. The climate is perfect and everything moves to natural cues. I awakened to the sound of small bells on the donkeys as they walked to work every morning. I drank my coffee while watching them walk the narrow passages on the side of a cliff. I almost forgot I had a watch.

Everything is up or down there. Nothing is flat and that almost killed my knees the first few days. I soon adapted and it felt natural by the end of my stay. I suppose I am in a little better shape than when I arrived.

The azure Aegean and the stunning sunsets were hard to leave, but the best thing is that I left the cobwebs of my mind that arrived with me in Santorini. The might be the best vacation ever. I feel renewed.