That Patch of Sun

In 12 Step there’s a saying…           

‘move a muscle, change a thought.’

In other words, when something is troubling you don’t just sit home, go out because something you see will undoubtedly alter your mood. If you stay put there’s not much chance of that happening.

As you stroll something sweet may catch your eye. A baby gurgling in its carriage, a dog you suddenly make eye contact will. I always want to say, “Have we met?” since they both appear to know me intimately. Frankly I think infants and animals pick up on your upset  joyfully cooing and yipping on your behalf.

Just today a Golden Retriever and I had a serious petting session in front of my house. As I was coming out the door he pulled his owner toward me till she stopped.

It was as though he said, “Hey Susannah, how’s it goin, missed ya?”

His name was Rex who insisted on smelling my crotch and licking my face, in that order.

It was more action then I’ve seen in a while.

I kissed his wet nose before going in search of my patch of sun.

Have you ever been walking down the street when suddenly you feel it on your shoulders? Could be the dead of winter or an extremely rainy day but for an instant that unforeseen warmth is gently felt.

It’s such comfort when it happens since it reminds you that seasons change; things pass – good and bad, happy and sad if only we’d be patient.

It never fails to shift my mood which was very melancholy to say the least.

Another woman went by stopping to say how nice I looked. I saw a guy from the library who told me a book I wanted had come in. Vanya, the shoemaker’s wife, offered me a cookie.

In 5 minutes life got better just because I left my house.

I walked east toward the library when suddenly on the corner of Madison and 79th I felt the sun. I stood there basking, my face raised up allowing it to nourish every cell in my body.

It escorted me to the library where I retrieved my book.

I then decided to pull up a chair and have a little read.

My gloom had taken flight.    

SB

About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to That Patch of Sun

  1. gmg says:

    Love this, Susannah. I am going to file it away for my own melancholy days. Thank you.
    gmg

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  2. Reading this as I sit on the couch feeling completely overwhelmed with the gloomy thoughts in my head. Seeing that last photo brought the first smile of the day. I need to get a shower and get out! Thank you for this today : )

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  3. rachel bar says:

    Hope you feel better. The stroll, the book and the lick of a dog… A great formula!

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  4. Ed Crescimanni says:

    Dogs and Children are fairly reliable existential Geiger counters. And who among us can argue with Rex’s instincts or technique.

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  5. D. D. Syrdal says:

    This is wonderful. A cookie, a book, a compliment, the sun – fantastic outing 🙂 It’s like the Universe was walking with you, pointing out the good stuff.

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  6. Patricia says:

    Sounds like you had a wonderful time outside of the cocoon. I think of that touch of sunshine–especially on gloomy days–as a smile from my guardian angel.

    In my world cookies are a major food group required daily for optimum well-being.

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    • Cookies should be the fifth food group.I have noticed when gloomy Oreos come to mind rather frequently. I also have a new thing for Madelines dunked in tea. Starbucks, those little devils, have them 3 to a package. Hmm, now I’d like one for breakfast.

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  7. Rob says:

    The only good thing about being temporarily estranged from you is that I get a bumper helping of posts when I return!

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  8. Jed says:

    What a great and optimistic piece!
    I think you’re right: can’t play cards unless you’re sitting at the table.

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