Posted in Nature, Reflections on the everyday, tagged When things change on February 6, 2014| Leave a Comment »
On Walkabout, unplowed snow made the journey difficult, each step deliberate. Life, at certain points, is like that.
Halfway out, a resonant tone sounded from far away and I stopped short. The drone of snowplows and road traffic was the only reply.
But I heard. There is change in the distance.
Posted in Nature, Psycho-Bubbles, Reflections on the everyday on February 3, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Cold in the world, inside and out.
Posted in Reflections on the everyday, tagged cell phones on January 25, 2014| Leave a Comment »
The silver raised button on my cellphone reads “OK.”
Surrounded by arrows pointing up, down, left and right, OK is the centre, the fifth direction. In, out, send, receive.
For function, text or deletion, all energies pass through OK. Big job, small button.
In the world or on a device, OK says a lot.
Posted in Reflections on the everyday, tagged quiet children on January 18, 2014| Leave a Comment »
My children have been abducted by aliens. Two individuals who look just like them were at the appointed pick-up location today and got in my car.
Each child thanked me for making dinner and brought his dishes to the counter. I escaped the kitchen and came to my office over an hour ago.
The creatures impersonating my children are in the study. Not a word has been spoken. The one who looks like my oldest is working to partition the hard drive on his Android tablet. The younger one, who looks like my second-born, asked if he could partition his tablet, too. I told him let’s let your brother do it first and then let him show you how. The one who looks like my second-born took this well, said, “thank you” and left my office.
Deeply disturbing. Something or someone has taken my children.
I am okay with it.
Posted in Nature, Psycho-Bubbles, Reflections on the everyday, tagged footprints, Snow, Walkabout on January 17, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Returning from Walkabout in untrammeled snow. Turning, I saw my footprints. Medium size, not uncommon.
Sand, snow or earth, footprints do not last long. A mark, a measure of where we have been, a pace held and gone.
Some like to leave their mark, or wish they made a bigger mark. Footprints wear away. It is the thing that cannot be seen, memories of the walk, that persist.
Footprints do not last, I do not mind.
Posted in Psycho-Bubbles, Reflections on the everyday, tagged The moon, twilight on January 13, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Winter twilight, moonrise in the eastern sky. High above coniferous trees, Luna promises spring. You have seen it before.
So distant in space, so close at heart.
The promise of everything in the company of nothing.
Posted in Reflections on the everyday, tagged divorce, Home, light, marriage, transition on January 11, 2014| Leave a Comment »
There is a lamp on my bedstand today. Not new, but a gift from the Neighbor in transition.
Yesterday the Neighbor closed on the sale of her house. A 30 minute excursion through a stack of paper that transferred ownership of her property to someone else. Signed and delivered, the street address is hers no longer.
The Neighbor has sizable equity in that house. Married when she moved in, married to a different man as she moves out, having wed the Handyman on a lovely autumnal day this past October.
In between came two beautiful children and an ugly divorce. For almost 15 years I watched the Neighbor pour strength and love into her house. In return, the house became a Home, beloved by family and admired by friends.
They say location is everything. The emotional landscape she created on that geographic space became their universe, as it does with any true Home. Four walls and a roof holds the cosmos in its entirety where the right conditions exist.
The spirit of the place follows the Neighbor. It also remains behind, part of a complex energetic background gift to the family moving in.
Consolidated households sometimes have leftovers. The Neighbor gave me the lamp from her bedroom, a light from the center of the place. Just as there is a difference between a house and a Home, there is difference between light and illumination. I received both. Thank you Neighbor.
Posted in Reflections on the everyday, tagged cats, when pets pass on January 7, 2014| 2 Comments »
This morning McFeeney the Elder passed on. As almost any cat owner will tell you, the description domestic shorthair does not do the job.
The most intelligent feline I ever met, McFeeney also had opposable thumbs. Had he not been neutered, McFeeney might well have fathered the line of cats able to open doors and text take-out orders.
Late coming to our household, McFeeney spent his formative years living in a garage, fed by a kind-hearted family and spending days and nights carousing the Big World. Given my fondness for songbirds and long-lived cats, McFeeney dwelled indoor after I brought him home. Forever after, his preferred spots were windows and windowsills, always looking outward. The holiday season was a special favorite as he considered each Christmas tree a long-lost bush.
As good friends, pets accompany their people through hard times and good. McFeeney was no different. For my oldest child, losing McFeeney he said, was losing the only thing that had remained unchanged from the years prior to the divorce and through his struggles in the years that followed. My youngest recalled a fine quote, don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
And that is so. Under the sun and moon, all living things someday pass. We are lucky to partake while we are here. Laid to rest in our yard, McFeeney is again part of the Big World. Fare thee well.
Posted in Reflections on the everyday, tagged New Years Eve on January 1, 2014| Leave a Comment »
I wish for you a sunny day, on a hill with friends somewhere in May
I wish for you a forest strong with snow and light and forgotten song
I wish for you a cafe scene with noise and thought and talk
I wish for you a common place for you and love to take a walk
For ocean, mountain and desert red and a comfortable place to lay your head
But most for health and to get by, and for the moon to shine within your eye
These are days that run by fast, a whisper here and then they’ve passed
So onward ever, with time as friend, an open heart with no dark end.
Be well, be strong as change draws near —
Happy New Year my friend, Happy New Year.
Posted in Psycho-Bubbles, Reflections on the everyday, tagged Christmas night, Snow, time on December 26, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Anonymous souls are out tonight, on the road, in stores, in their homes. Gather tradition close, loved ones closer, the depth in this night draws near.
If presents be had, they are opened, old wounds fare the same. For those who observe Christmas, or did at one time, this is a night when years pass by in the air. They lightly brush the face just enough to be noticed before moving slowly on.
Where I am, there is snow, quiet, icy in places, fresh in others. Life is like that.
Eternity is an effective leveler, anonymous souls are out tonight.
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