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11/30/2012 1 Comment

Resisting the Snowman Snowglobe

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Sometimes some folks won't let you forget the Christmas is coming.  I know it is coming.  And resist as I might, it is going to come no matter what.  Truly, it is all just part of my natural proclivity to procrastinate.  "Never do today what you could do tomorrow," I always say.

Seriously, I do tend to put things off.  Getting ready for Christmas is one of them.  Now I have this cute little snowman snow globe from my friend that she brought by this morning.   I have instructions to plug into my computer to remember that it is Christmastime for heaven's sake.  The little guy turns from green to blue to red to white.  All this whilst the glittering snowflakes swirl in the warmed waters of the snow globe.  It is just too darn cute!  And, truly, it is just the festive touch I needed to get myself going.

I can remember many the year lamenting that I just wasn't in the Christmas mood.  Holidays?  Bah humbug!  But it is a gentle reminder that Christmas, like every season, is what we about sharing and just remaining mindful of the wonders of life.  We all can decide how we want to feel about things and events.  Remember as the Borg in the old TV show, Star Trek, once said, "Resistance is futile!"  He must have been talking about the holidays.  

So,  while I may have other things to do, (don't we all) bottom line is I do love Christmas and I am going to do it up right this year...even if it makes me crazy!   



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11/29/2012 0 Comments

Rain

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From my window, I see the hibiscus enjoying the rain.
Call me crazy, but I love a rain.  Indoors of course. Snug. Maybe a fire in the fireplace. A dog or two in your lap as you write.  Cozy.  That is the life of a writer...at least that is how I imagine it.  Sometimes the dogs just sleep at your feet.  Sometimes the furnace replaces the fireplace.  But you can still hear the sound of raindrops on the roof.  Your flannel shirt feels soft and warm against your body.  A soft, gentle, steady rain is one of nature's best gifts.  It seems to assure you that life will, indeed, go on.  Any drought of the soul can be comforted and eased by a walk in the mist.  Yep, I love the rain.  Especially when it is outside and I am in.  

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11/28/2012 0 Comments

Serenity

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In the darkening skies, 
pink and purple stretchy clouds. 
Boys sail loudly by on rumbling skateboards.  
Mature lovers cooing wooing at they
walk by hand in hand.  
Who am I here?  
Anonymous.  
Observer.  
Seen yet not seen.  
Sitting on a chair outside the deli at 
State and Fifth,
waiting for a friend,
Dissolving into the moment,
Blocks

magically, mystically, breaks up.  
Fear, anxiety subsiding.
The sky has faded into now solemn grey clouds.

I watch evening drift in from the east.


Wretching from the moment,
the fumes from an old truck fill the air, as it starts up 
and in agony, drives away, 
the ambiant peace painfully broken, 
with the stink of reality in its wake.
Then a car alarm goes off,

on and on and on
no owner in sight.
No one pays heed.
Passersby in their own worlds pay no notice.
On and on and on the horn blasts.


And calmly there I sit, detached,
earnestly working to maintain my serenity, my calm.
And this Satan's song, 
along with the cold darkness of early evening,
becomes background to my own experience.
I am not of it 
but am in it.
It is not me but it tries to haunt me, to rob me of dispassion.
This moment passes. 
My friend arrives
with his own reality, his own anxieties and fears and
I am present to it, but not absorbed by it.
It is just another challenge to the serenity I have found. 
but remembering I am in this world,
but not of it,
I am, simply, tranquilly, am.




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11/27/2012 0 Comments

End in Sight

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If this is the end, why is there a road beyond?  
That mountain shouldn't be in view.  
The sky shouldn't be so deeply blue.  
There should be nothing beyond the sign, if this,
 indeed, 
is 
the end.

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11/27/2012 0 Comments

Hideaway

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The entrance to my hidaway
Everyone needs a place to hideaway.  If you don't have one, find one right away.  Solitude is where you will find the answers to whatever you are wrestling with.  I am always in process of creating this space for myself and others who may wish to visit.  It may never be finished, but then what in life is?

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