I am in Edinburgh, spending a few days with family.
After a tough couple of days with sick children, followed by a long journey from the US to Scotland (I’m currently hitting 40 hours straight with no sleep) my thoughts are obscured, my mind a smoke filled void.
Words have eluded me; ideas foggy and indistinct. Why didn’t I write this post before I left? The question circling; haranguing me, laughing at me. Could have told you, you should have known, what did you expect?
As I sat this evening in my childhood home, chatting with my mother and sister, enjoying an evening together; the first with just the three of us for more years than we could remember; I sought inspiration for this post.
Auld Reekie, my sister said.
Ah yes, I am here; in what was once a city disfigured, disguised, hidden by smoke. A city rescued from this fate through vision, legislation, hard work; blackened buildings restored, air refreshed.
And perhaps there is an analogy in there for my current fuzzy state of mind; fuzzy from the tiredness caused by a long journey, from the worry caused by sick children, from the stresses of projects and problems and the simple day to day.
That perhaps these few days away will be my rescue, my restoration. Perhaps they will leave me refreshed, no longer dulled and blunted. My mind clear and clean; smoke free.
Haze diminishing splendour,
Blackened and dulled.
New life given,
Cleansed and restored.
You can find this weeks #ThePrompt linky here. I do hope this prompt inspired you; I look forward to reading your posts.