A mid-October morning. Unseasonably warm. The crunch of leaves the only sound as I made my way down the winding gravel driveway. A morning run in the offing. My mind busy and distracted by the bruising day before. The possibilities of the new day felt a little less obvious. The fading Hunter’s Moon challenged by the rising sun…
One foot in front of the other was all I needed to do. The road reliably familiar. Uneven surfaces, broken pavement had been routinely navigated. The earth that borders the street in varying widths employed to vary my usual footing. Repetition offers opportunity …
My head heavy and slanted downward focusing only on my uphill climb. Fatiguing rapid thoughts pushed away as I took a moment to look towards the deepening cobalt blue horizon. Stretched across the Vermont sky a rainbow. No precipitous event. No thunderstorm. Overhead hope splashed across the endless sky until it disappeared behind the distant hills. The colors more vivid than after an energetic summer’s storm. A double rainbow was before my reassured eyes. Red, yellow, orange and violet compassed my route, my direction home…
“Open your mind and let the universe speak to you” Bangambiki Habyarimana
