For whom the bell tolls – I’m leaving now, headed to the airport, off on another adventure – remember what Confucious says – she who goes on journey, comes back different. I’ll go with the sounds of familiar bells ringing in my ears and although it will all be good – I will return to this place that I call home, soon.
A friend writes with a haiku she received – it’s incomplete and sounds even familiar as if I have read it before but the message is clear:barn’s burnt downnow i can see the moon We have a tendency to avoid loss, to avoid hurt, because we want joy, and we want love – but sometimes fire clears a path, a storm opens us to chance, and there we find all that our comfortable life couldn’t know.
I was talking to a friend of mine who lives in another state about some recent transactions of the people kind and she said, “oh new kid in town” – we talked about how this group of people that I’m around lately have been interacting with each other for a couple of decades now and that my entry into the group moves everyone out of their comfortable alignment – so they react in certain ways…
Voy a Puerto Rico….ahorrita! Bueno, por la manana, pero quiero ir ahorrita.
Today was a bastion of mini crises and in the end there was only one word to chant and meditate on – faith. When a friend called with a real scare, I said don’t think the worst case scenario, wait till you have the facts. When another friend brought up a difficult subject, I sent a note off in faith that it would be heard – you heard? When I turned a corner and saw…
Have you considered how often you don’t live in the present unless of course you are toiling at a work project?How everything else seems to be lived in hindsight and on the wings of hope and expectation?They say to live in the moment.They say to be present.They say today is all we have. I say we live with one hand leaving the trapeze bar and our other hand reaching for the one coming towards us –…
Ever since J turned 4, he’s been older. That sounds dumb, but it’s strange how marked the age is in him all of a sudden. He wasn’t allowed to watch Star Wars before and now that is all he wants to watch is The Empire Strikes Back. And he reminds me of W at that age storing up all the minutia of details in his mind and correcting me at every turn. He was chattering…
My affirmations are pretty fabulous most days but today – you gotta love this one. Again, I found myself trying to stop the chatter in my mind – the kind where you begin with faith and then battle uncertainty and try to work your way to confidence – it’s like some ongoing tug of war between the part of you that knows no matter what things are going to be good and the other part…
A friend forwards an email from another friend – apparently MORE magazine wrote an article about mid life love – the person sending the email says she has no romantic love to speak of but that she is happy with her friends and her life without it right now. I tell my friend – you know I could easily write the same thing – that life without romantic love is fun, exciting, and all good.…
And that would be this date, today, the first day of the rest of my life, unagi – the rush of the day, of the gotta do, gotta get to it feeling that started the day is so palpable that I am moving at warp speed already and it’s only 8:30AM. Here’s a thought for the day – if today were it, the last day, the only day that matters – what would you do…