On the question of choice – that we choose the people in our life – what is your point? – we choose those we are attracted to no matter if that attraction is based on some huge development flaw in us, in them – it is what it is, we are where we are, this is it, there is no other play – we cannot pull out what we don’t like about our foundation without…
For those who don’t believe that another life awaits you – I say spread your wings and fly……..
We sat outside on the patio – and mi amiga y yo philosophized about la vida, mi amiga dice que this is it, there is no other place to go; that childhood is un arrollo to get through; if you have a hero, think again because you might diminish yourself – una de las cosas que esos dice es one of the truths is this is a random universe where we bring meaning to chaos…
I was in Puerto Rico at a friend’s house and she was telling me a tale of love – of being so attracted to a certain someone where you find patience – where you don’t want the person unless they have clarity – you realize this person is in your life and it could be now or a real long time from now or never – but suffice to say the long and short of…
Amazing how traveling back to Puerto Rico after not having been here for 35 years has spurred memories of place and who I was at that time as if it were yesterday. I had spent my younger years in Managua and San Salvador as well as New York and New Orleans but it’s Puerto Rico that feels like my coming of age story. This is where I started my period – where my body developed…
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…