Now to the regularly scheduled Cateishness....

Things are working themselves out. I'm not entirely convinced that I've done anything to help it really, but I haven't fought it, either. Maybe that's the trick? Things seem to work better if you just don't try so hard. At any rate, everything is starting to feel better, happier, not quite so oppressive.... Maybe it was just the heat. I think I'll just move to a very cold place for the summers.

The dishes monster is once again threatening to take over the house, I should really do something about that. And the living room could use some work. But there are so many other projects to work on, all the sewing things, and books to read, it's all ever so much more fun than housework.

I don’t know what had been going funny between Remy and me. I’m not even sure it was there at all, or just in my head (but isn’t that enough?) but it’s gone now. Or at least leaving. Quickly. Not that, having noticed it, either of us would ever have let it stay.

It’s weird. It really feels like I’m not doing anything. And yet, everything keeps coming together in ways that are so much better than a forced change.

A reading from the Tao Te Ching for today.
37
The Tao never does anything,
yet through it all things are done.

If powerful men and women
could center themselves in it,
the whole world would be transformed
by itself, in its natural rhythms.
People would be content
with their simple, everyday lives,
in harmony, and free of desire.

When there is no desire,
all things are at peace.