Shivering
I just spent a lovely couple hours getting some afternoon sun in the field next to my home, at the foot of the primeval forest. Watching the multitude of dragonflies from the nearby salt marsh flitting about, I was immediately reminded of the spirit lights at the seance. The Universe is abundant with nothing but life! Today is one of those exquisitely perfect blue-sky September days, with not a cloud .... breezy and warm, calm and peaceful. But since 2001, if a New Yorker hears or says this about a September day, you can be sure they are shivering. And so in spite of the warmth and beauty today, I am shivering as I write this.