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Lightness

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I woke up to the sounds of Milosh’s ‘In your arms.’ Though I was heavy from sleep, stretching and pulling back the curtains found me grinning. I can’t know what you must be going through, or if this unseen connection is real. I am deeply connected to so many things, yet the messages rarely get confused. Music is flowing today, and has been all week. Pictures appear, and words dance around me. Yet there is something about the warm sun on my face which erases everything, and leaves me humble, kind, and whole. So come sun, come light, shine brightly upon everyone. But especially on you. May your heart heal, and spirit soar.

Today I am going to undertake a 3 hour car ride with my brother and his son. Wish me luck. We’re going to see our mother. She needs to see us, and so we are going. I am not wild about the holidays, so I’m no one to make suggestions about them, but David Letterman once said, “Don’t eat too much pie.” And I thought that was an excellent idea. So in your hurries and worries today, try to be thankful for the things which have value and meaning to you, try to share that spark with anyone who will listen. See about giving, as opposed to getting. See about acceptance and action, true love, as opposed to being frustrated with your husband’s ugly tie, or your brother’s bad attitude. Perhaps we can turn a corporate precursor to the holiday shopping season into something of a day of reflection, and thankfulness.

It’ll never catch on, I know, but it’s so worth trying. So let’s try, k?

Milosh In your arms

2 Comments

  1. I hope that you enjoyed celebration in thankfulness, and simple joy of togetherness. With that beautiful crisp sun making everything fresh in that bright, beautiful November light, feelin the peace of that weird rightness of things as they be. In all its shades and nuances, love knows no distance yet knows all the space in the world, connecting All.

    * hug *

  2. Perhaps today, a couple days later, more than I have in a while, I feel that love is really just acceptance, and letting go.

    Walking down Market last night talking with a friend who’s feeling the blues, I shared some of what’s going on with me. All she said was “Wow, sounds like a mess dude.”

    We laughed.

    Healing, time, acceptance, and getting on with it is all there really is…

    So c’mon, let’s get on with it.