Like there is another choice?!
Somehow I imagine my head was somewhere faraway when I
wrote this. I realise there is value in these four words, as well wisdom and
simple common sense. What I don’t seem to BE grasping is its BEing here, on the
day after what was a Very Difficult Day that marked my entry into this World.
There were several wondrously amazing moments on my 60th
birthday. There were even spectacularly horrid ones that I’ll likely come to
cherish. Overall, the only thing I seem capable of is carrying on, letting go,
and letting things sink in.
One of the things I’m aiming toward Now is keeping an
even keel. The high highs and the low lows take too much out of me.
Another is wrapping my emotions in Teflon. Essentially,
NOT letting things stick and clump up on me rendering me nearly useless.
Perhaps the sinking in part is a means of keeping pace
with that. Could BE…
Sometimes I get a completely wrong idea right. I sketch
it loosely, find its edges, its shadows, its value. I work at it and focus on
it with great intensity and purpose.
And then I suddenly discover that where I’ve been drawing an
apple what I’ve been seeing is really a beach umbrella!!! Ridunkulous, eh?!
I love you, Currie
1 comment:
Happy Birthday!! Sounds like maybe it was a test that went well? :)
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