Some random thoughts...on leaving Edinburgh

As I stretch back on the bed, after the morning breakfast, looking at Bill getting a little extra nap time before our drive to the next location, I think about how fortunate it is to have someone to look after, someone who places absolute confidence in you. You who still have your father, those with children, a husband, or a wife, or maybe even both parents are richly blessed.
I have had the great good fortune of receiving unconditional love and being able to give it back to someone, even in the face of the most difficult of circumstances. In moments when I reflect inwardly, It is my unwavering belief that the taking care of, being in and of service to someone, to think of him or her before yourself to make their needs your priority leads to a palace of fulfillment. In every relationship, if each person isn't what we term in therapy as encapsulated, self absorbed and/or selfish, Then, the most important goal, in any relationship is to meet the other person's needs, and their goal to meet yours. For what else is there in life but to take care of others and them you? If everyone took care of others needs, then everyone would get their needs met. To make the time to ascertain, listen hear without defense what is being said. I want to wake up each day and think about what the people I love need and am I taking good care to make them happy. I what to put my head on the pillow and sleep the sleep of the contented knowing someone is thinking about wanting to take care of my me, my needs, to make me happy.

I see Bill snoring contently away on the couch and i feel a certain melancholy as we leave this place, this city. I was trained in Group Process and every beginning represented a birth and every ending a death. I feel a little of that here as I sit here thinking, going over everything so we are prepared to leave. In a few moments I will wake Bill, he will seem slightly daze, shake his head out of his sleep and we will exchange a glance and I will nod my head and say "ready to go"' and an unspoken moment will have happen between us, that he can go secure in knowledge that someone is taking care of him and his road has been paved. The Japanese have a word Shibumi and basically it means living in a state of effortless perfection, a state of grace. When I am doing for others, handleizing, it is my feeling of Shibumi.
I want you the reader who still manage to read my blog with all its ramblings know that your father, brother, friend is well cared for and when he wakes from his sleep he can move on with me without a care in the world
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