Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

This morning I ventured out to Trader Joe's, then bought yarn, presents and cards for upcoming birthdays, and a bigger space heater for my studio, which with it's cement floor and lack of insulation has had me chilled to the bone.  I was fluttering around due to cabin fever from hiding from the smoke, depression from the victims of the fires, and generally a sense of not being able to do anything about any of it.  At Trader Joe's I ran into two friends, one of whom was wearing a mask, the other going crazy as she teaches elementary school and no outside recess is testing the ingenuity of teachers and staff.  Three kids "escaped" yesterday, and all are wired and off the wall.  My daughter and daughter-in-law, who also teach, are frazzled and can't wait for the Thanksgiving break.  Then we feel petty when so many have lost their lives, their homes, their jobs, their pets.  Thank goodness for the people who go to fire areas and rescue the animals, bring them here, and wait for the owners to find them when they get oriented and have a place to stay.  They are courageous to be so proactive.  They save many, many animals.