Sunday, 21 July 2013
[not quite] born to be wild...or/ an afternoon with Dr Spot
Last Saturday morning - conducted a rather big funeral, and then off to the reception afterwards. An utter privilege to have been able to 'be there' for the family, and a further affirmation of calling.
But what to do with all that emotional/ psychological energy and suchlike that comes with these sorts of events? It is one of those perennial 'how to do care of self after caring for others in extremis' questions.
Well, in this case, it involved a friend *waves to Spot*, his bike, and burling down the road - initially clinging on for dear life. Once I got my head around being on said bike, I found myself relaxing into the whole experience. On the way out, Spot very cleverly had relaxation-style music - most calming. On the way back... we were overtaking cars while 'Bat out of Hell' played through the helmets.
In my usual way, I found myself mentally standing outside the scene, analysing quietly. I noted the transition from terror, to relaxation, to exhilaration....
Pity we didn't have 'born to be wild' on the cd *grin*
Quite the experience for this middle-aged minister-historian - I may yet ditch the rocking chair.
Great therapy, with many thanks to Dr Spot! :D