There is a guided meditation on my iPod that I “do” often. Not regular, but often. It is a combo of sounds of rain or rain sticks, and chimes. It is random and soothing to me and puts me deep into meditation and a no thought state that it is quiet comforting. I also feel refreshed after the 20 or 30 minutes.

I’m in Bellingham as I write this. Getting ready for the Roughriders play day. First time we are not meeting on Bowen. No, that isn’t true, we met in North Van once.

Anyway, it will be good to see everyone. I came down yesterday as I had some chores to do. I’m staying with my tai chi brother Art and his wife Jo.

I have a sweet little room all to myself. They live in the country outside of Ferndale and there is a lake in their yard, so bird watching is full on here. Pete the peacock gave a nice show last night, wood ducks, juncos and gold finches are here too. Fun.

As I slept last night with bird songs in my head, it was also raining pretty hard and then below my window, a chime. A wind chime.

Normally wind chimes drive me batty, but this one is big with a deep sound. The wind ran random though it all night and with the pouring rain, and it sounded so much like that meditation tape,

I allowed myself to be lulled into a blissful sleep. I dreamed crazy dreams, but can’t remember them, except there was a big Hawaiian guy dancing hula in one.

Night sounds. As Lois once said, we all make them.

The night sounds at this home away from home were lovely.

Now, on to push some hands!