I got all choked up and had to walk out. I tried to sit down to eat lunch but ended up half perched on a stool – no appetite. B, J, R, J and T all called to see how I am doing. Not well, I respond. All that plays in my mind is this Seamus Heaney poem.
From Swirl to whirl – that’s how the weekend flew by and now I’m at my desk and T is on a plane to New York and then Istanbul, and I’m in some sort of daze after two months of bliss and so begins the count down to when she returns. Before I was back in the house, I had heard from four friends who wanted to know if I’m available now.
A storm is due in tonight, right about the time Ivette arrives from Puerto Rico. The next few days are jammed with things to do, people to see, and time to prepare for T’s departure on Monday morning. All of it seems to have already gone by in a blur. Ivette will be here for a little over a week so there is more time to savor her visit. But the rest seems caught up…
A friend sent me one of those horrid emails with little known facts but this one stood out: It is impossible to lick your elbow.
Had lunch today with a friend I hold very dear, who has been through enormous struggles of late – and I came away from this lunch feeling raw. When her going got rough, I kept trying to avert her attention to what is good without acknowledging the HUGE elephant in the room crushing her chest. I put on my typical pollyanna face and she behaved in her typical stoic manner. Since we both have jobs…
In one breath, spring was sprung and irises were just starting to bloom, but now it appears all the trees are fully leafed, the air is thick with humidity, and sweaters have been tucked away for the next six to nine months. Winter? Don’t remember. Spring? Ephemeral. Ah, but summer for eternity. And so we begin another year on the bayou. One lone pelican defying the flock and hanging around passed its time.
There is a great Joseph Campbell quote where he says “you have to be prepared to set aside the life you had planned, for the one that awaits you.” I cherish that quote. The other day T and I were walking Loca and she said, “Don’t be wedded to an orange cat, because we might find a different one.” I laughed out loud as in one hand was a leash to a dog that fits…
Got to love this daily affirmation: April 2, 2008 Today I select my attitudes, desires and opinions and plant them securely in the fertile soil of mind. I am free to uproot and set aside those states of mind I believe no longer serve me.