Breeze on the banks of the Corentyne River in the hot sun
It is 3pm on a Sunday afternoon. The Corentyne River is high and the breeze is blowing. We find a kind of plank fitted as a bench under the shade of some coconut trees to sit down. Two girls in front of us , and another girl..seated a way away on planks closer to the river. All of them long long hair blowing in the breeze in front of us. The water is good.. the sound of it.. and the breeze is amazing. It is cool, even though the sun is hot and I have on a thick tee shirt, I start to feel cold.. but nice cold. My companion is a young man talking about study and work plans. I listening with one ear, the other ear listening to the breeze. I am blessed.. the moon is full again and my mind has the fog of uncertainty and doubt and fatigue. The body is being affected, as the surya namaskar takes longer to do in the morning and somehow the stretches do not seem to reach.. the hands do not reach the ground as they are supposed to. There is anxiety about two workshops.. and about wo...