focus here

has come a bit undone

with a madly unexpected middle of the night trip to the hospital

with my very ill sister

preparations and phone calls,

tests and tubes and beeping

sitting and being

in the ugly rooms of the place of healing.

my life on hold

while i attend to what's not only necessary

but is my sacred privilege.

but oh, it is exhausting work.

she is bettering, her far flung children are

winging back. (one through the mad floods of colorado)

makes me think

about some of jude's recent words

focus. spectrum. listening deeply.