New World Blessings

It’s been another wonderful day! The sun has set & the moon is new. We’ve made it home & are settling in. The far away long rumbles of thunder following the stretched out lightening announces the rain to come. Having taken my bath & wrapped in robe I head for a large cup of tea. I love the teas! The raindrops have arrive on my window is if knocking to be let inside. Making my way to them both I think & say aloud, “oooh, come on in …” & it doesn’t hesitate! I reach for several potted plants around my assigned space & line them up on the sill for a part of the action … the sounds of the rain on the roof making its way in a free fall from just above our third floor dwelling is more than relaxing … it’s a beautiful symphonic gift from Jehovah above. Backlit with a single candle in my personal cozy space I lay on the floor close to it all … til the new morning comes.

Lines

I’ve had to draw yet another one. I don’t like drawing lines. The reasons for having to take such necessary/permanent action OUGHT to be an awakening to/for whomever finds themselves on the opposite side of it though it rarely is. It’s much like the line is seen but it’s conveniently something foreign. I don’t draw a line to take it back. Understand it. It is there to stay & that IS the end of that.

Outings

I headed out today without a list and never made it to any of the places I had in mind! This isn’t the first time and surely will not the last. HOWEVER!!! I did end up at a second hand shop where I found the perfect black skirt, cutest pair of earrings & a framed print of ten eleven twelve camels! It had been a while since I’d been there. After that I figured I’d get back on track & do what I’d set out to do. BUT no! It was still early so I called my son & he said, “ Come on through!” So that’s what I did! We went for walk around his growing neighborhood, talking about a lot of stuff, as usual. He shared with me things he’d been working on/accomplished & before I left he looked at/took a video of the top of my van since I’d never laid eyes up there! I decided to go home by then. My day was nice & full! I love outings.

The Last Difficult Goodbye

Describe the last difficult “goodbye” you said.

I’ve had a few. While I well understand that goodbyes may be necessary at times, I don’t always like them. I’ll never hold back from making practical/effective use of one. Some have been to places, things, ways of living acting & thinking, and of course other people. At times my goodbyes have required a good measure of thought beforehand while several very little. Forethought has helped me to issue goodbyes almost immediately at times, without error. The most difficult goodbyes are the ones where I must absolutely establish that there will be no more of whatever has been taking place, usually to protect/save myself … & just about never is there a coming together again of the situation for me. I appreciate the option of a goodbye!

Long lost cousins

While in L A I learned/was reminded of cousins of long ago that lived there that were willing to meet. Conrad Murray put us in touch by means of his hollow rickety laptop that carried around 8n a plastic grocery bag. He’d been at my great grandmothers house swiping the back of her neck with a two or three wet wipes without her knowledge o4 consent. We made it back to the basement apartment that I was gonna occupy but had not yet taken possession of with fresh flowers & food between us ! They liked the place & was looking forward to spending more time there to help me fix up the place. This is gonna be fun!