Head for HIgher Ground

I got up this morning and headed off to the gym, but I got cut off at the pass. The area around the gym was flooded and the road closed. So I came home, put on my nike wristband for the first time in many months and hit the road. It was a great 35 minutes of morning job.... over two bridges. I really tried to focus on attention on being mindful... taking in the feel of the cool air,notice the slight changing of leaves, the feel of my feet hitting on pavement, which muscles I feel worked with the uphill or downhill strides. I tried to make my present senses override the bombarment of thoughts that seemed to think they needed to be resolved at that very moment. Mostly I felt grateful that today is a good day and I felt sorry for the girl who felt so driven to get where she was going that she drove her car into a flood. What was she thinking to drive right into a flooded out area? She was not being mindful. There she sat on the sidewalk, patiently waiting a rescue and appearing to resolve that today is a bad day. I resolved that today is a great day for the three of us. As I jogged across the bridges I was at treetop level, I was grateful to be at treetop level. I picture us clinging on to high branchs and resting safely high above the rushing water that was attempting to sweep away anything in its path. When there is a flood warning, head for higher ground. Selah.