9/11 is a day to take stock. I remember the day clearer than any other and as a New Yorker for the past 12 years, it is typically a day of stillness, which contrasts the other 364 days. But today, it was different and I am not quite sure why. It could be time has passed, it could be that I live and work in a borough other than Manhattan,I just don’t know. But today was different and it started in a very sweet way.
On my way to work, an elderly Caribbean woman carrying a cane walked up to me at the crosswalk while I was waiting for the light. She took my arm and said in a rich Caribbean accent, “come on girl, let’s go. They can’t take all of us!” As she pointed her cane toward the sky and laughed a big raucous laugh. So, I went. She led me across the street without fear and with such grace and humor – laughing the whole way. It made my day.
Day 2 (technically day 6) was a good one, all told. I am getting the hang of listening to what my body needs. I tried something new for breakfast – chia seed “pudding”. Light coconut milk, chia seeds, a small amount of cashew butter, cinnamon and a banana. It hit the spot. One of the things I miss most is yogurt, this “pudding” reminded me a lot of the creaminess of yogurt and the chia seeds and almond butter pack a punch that kept me full till lunch.
Every day I feel more and more clear headed. No headache at all today and definitely more energy. Feeling gratitude for this day that I got to enjoy and be present for when so many have lost so much.