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Day 662: Flooded

It’s been raining incessantly here, for the past few days. There’s been water, water everywhere.

The rain has not stopped me from walking my usual mile between my parking garage near Boston’s Fenway Park, and my workplace, a major teaching hospital in Boston.

Last night, in a therapy group, one of the members quoted a Hungarian proverb:

There is no such thing as bad weather. There are only bad clothes.

I have clothes that are good enough, to walk in the rain.  I also have an umbrella, that keeps me dry enough.

Last night, I walked away from work, in the rain, using my umbrella to shield myself and some of my materials for my sold-out presentation on Sunday about The Koplow Method of group psychotherapy.

I don’t have photos from that walk away from work — I mean, I didn’t want to distract myself. I was completely focused on shielding those papers I was carrying so carefully.

If you want to see some pictures from yesterday,  here are some I snapped during the morning walk:

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Here are some photos I took, once I reached the safety of my office:

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I’m wondering: is it okay that I’m showing you those photos?  Am I flooding you with too many details?

On Thursdays, I am usually flooded, at work, with a lot to do. I facilitate two therapy groups — one at 3 PM and one at 5:30 PM.  These groups are “open access,” which means people can attend them as they choose. I love giving people the choice to schedule their attendance way in advance  or spontaneously, at the last minute, so, that means I’m often entering patient numbers into the scheduling system throughout the day. Also, I need to attend some meetings on Thursday. Plus, I see individual patients.

Is this proof enough, that I am often flooded on Thursdays?

I was also flooded yesterday with some feelings and thoughts about my upcoming presentation. Those included:

During this time of the year — as the days shorten and winter approaches — there is a mindfulness exercise I like to conduct in my groups. I gather fallen leaves, bring a selection of those into the group, and invite people to choose a leaf to focus on.

The incessant rain has been an obstacle to my doing that mindfulness exercise.

Yesterday evening, I had about five minutes free, before the 5:30 PM group. I decided I, personally, wanted to connect with some autumn beauty. So I went outside, did my leaf-gathering, brought them in to the group room, and dried them all, well enough:

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That second photo demonstrates how rushed I was.  However, I took the time to capture my rain coat, sitting in the group room:

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One of the things we talked about, during group, was crying. People discussed their experience of

  • feeling better,
  • being exhausted, and
  • moving on

… after being flooded by tears.

After the evening group was over, somebody left her umbrella behind,, but remembered to come back for it. She said, “My mother gave me that umbrella. I can’t lose that.”  And she didn’t.

Which reminds me of those presentation materials I was protecting so carefully, on my walk away from work.

Once I reached the shelter of my garage, I saw some people who work there, who have been very kind to me in the past (see here, for that story). I was so happy to see them,  I distractedly closed my umbrella, and all that water ran down, over my presentation materials.

Flooded.

Oh, well. I can get some more of those, at work today.

Here’s a song I’d like to hear right now, before I venture back out, into the rain. It’s from Flood, an album by They Might Be Giants.

(“Birdhouse in Your Soul” found here on YouTube)

Thanks to They Might Be Giants for the music, to you for bringing a little birdhouse into my soul today, and to all who give themselves, and others,  protection enough from all those things that flood us, every day.

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