Ok, so a little dramatic, but none-the-less, a great reminder and I am grateful! I am writing (or rather typing) this with an enormous amount of gratitude a little more than 72 hours after dumping my (filled) water bottle on my Mac keyboard. Thursday afternoon while at my patio table with my computer, where I prefer to study, write, or do whatever computer work I need to do OUTDOORS and ALSO be connected to my JBL and rockin my liked songs on Spotify, listening to the latest JRE, Dumpster Fire, Huberman Lab, or other random podcast while doing my yardwork. When my water dumped onto my laptop keyboard…I saw it happen in slow motion. I set my water bottle on the table and turned to walk away and apparently the bottle wasn’t flat on the table…not sure why…but it fell….right over my keyboard and as I turned I saw it…and turned back just as quickly…but it was too late. That fast. It was stressful 48 hours researching water damage to my macbook, the thoughts and worry of lost documents/projects and the costs to fix or worse, replace. To my extreme delight, after about 48 hours of drying out….it miraculously powered back up. A few settings had reverted, but, after a hard reboot and updated software….it SEEMS at if it’s working like nothing ever happened. PHEEWWWWW…..ducked the headaches and the financial hit I was concerned about. I was additionally reminded, it IS just an object….which in the end, is irrelevant. Luck, or more precisely, the Universe was on my side for this event. I am reminded and I am grateful.

During the 48 hours of worry, I also contemplated my writing. Why I do it….evaluated how much I need it. Now that I didn’t have a keyboard at my fingertips….I felt deprived. I don’t know if what I have to write is relevant to anyone else, my hope is that it will be….at least parts of it to someone, somewhere, someday. All I know is I have had a desire, urge, longing….to write for as long as I can remember. To share things I’ve learned that have helped me in different aspects of my life. I still have poems my girlfriends and I wrote in elementary and middle school. As a teen, I used to write out the lyrics to my favorite songs…and yep, still have those too! I have many journals from over the years. I have journals that I kept to my girls when they were growing up. I have notes and illustrations of my dream spa from Esthetician school. In recent years my journals have included notes from the Huberman podcast because when I started listening, I felt like I was back in school. I have tons of notebooks and journals from my Yoga and Breathwork trainings and journeys. I find writing therapeutic, healing, problem solving and excellent for venting out frustrations….before going on the attack.

So my takeaway, is this: Not being present at the wrong time….can lead to accidents. This accident was not serious but still posed a lesson. And a fortunate lesson that didn’t lead to any financial hardship, or worse, injury. I also must give credit to myself for my recently instituted (almost 3 years now) breathwork and meditation practice. Prior to my practice, this sort of “event” would have had me ranting, steaming, crying and I probably would have broken a perfectly good computer…..that just needed to dry out. Hmmmmm. Thank you for the message! ALSO, shout out to Apple for having incredibly reliable devices and technology. Sometimes I hate you, but at the moment, I love you.