*June 22nd is an important time... celestial changes in the works as the world turns, life on earth attempts to maintain balance, this planets axis shifts right on schedule, day dancing with night as night turns into day...time, space... matters relative to the heavens and earth. The world welcomes a certain individual who with a grateful heart offers in return; goodness, a gentle touch, kindness, creativity, authenticity and crazy cute stuff. So Pink, pretty and precious, Thank you for so much, for so long, with everything I have and with all my heart I say; Happy Birthday Pink!!!
Like the title of one of FF's best story books and what I would like to say to you had I been there the day you were born is; "Welcome to the World Baby Girl" Thank you for what you are about to do forever more...which is...make life lovlier, softer and much more livable for me and many more.
With love,
from me ~
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Luna Llena (Full Moon)
Oh that sumptuous, opulant moon. What a planet. What a view we take in from it's awesome aura as the slightest motion of it's mass moves one to reflect on what was, what is and what will be. That swollen orb, that compells us toward it's stratosphere transporting us to places we don't recognize, places that jolt us into behavior that is nontypical, places in the heart and head that stretch one's imagination and calls on you and me with the breath of an angel and the depth of infinity, the stunning sight sometimes too beautiful to look at directly, turn away and look again, gaze upon and stare at hypnotically. It's a full moon that can drive humankind mad with mayhem brewing in the caldran of the mind yet delights the heavens with delirium by it's silver, buttery radiance, miraculous, majestic...timeless. ¡Ay yi yi La Luna Llena! How sweet it is. •○
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Respiratory System
Mark, yesterday marked the 14th year since you've made your transition on to another place and time. Man we miss you like crazy. I take a great deal of comfort in thinking; The last breath you exhaled on earth was the first breath you inhaled in heaven. Every little and big thing I've learned, know to be true and believe, tells me you are in a better place.
Your death on June 6, 1994 around 10:10 PM mountain daylight time created a timeline for me, for those of us who got the wind knocked out of us something ugly upon your departure from this cruel, crazy, beautiful world. Life and times while you were here and my life after your passing...there is a definite void without you even tho you are very much still thought of, referred to and loved. It's just that it's a different era since you've been gone. I still and will always consider us twins but where are you?
Precious life, a limb has been amputated from my existence. I make do, no doubt make the best of it... life without you... but daamn sometimes that dastardly grief and all the funky stages involved get me by the short and curlies, at the most inconvenient times and kind of bitch-slap-me around...and let me tell you it ain't pretty. It passes, reminiscent of a hot flash, the roar subsides into a dull aching purr, a chronic pain that is there, reminding me that I'm not gonna get a call to brief me on the upcoming game statistics, personal profiles and the backgrounds of key players, the stuff that made a game (whatever sport) interesting and why we want this team or that one to win. I'm not gonna get a call to invite me over for a round of Liverpool (card game played w/2 decks), nor get together with friends nor to tell me Barny's in a fix on The Andy Griffith Show.
Just getting a little sentimental and blue about you. I'm on my way to host a radio program. I'll put on music I know you love and I'll think of you endearingly with longing and love.
I said what I had to say for now brother. Talk to you later ~
Your death on June 6, 1994 around 10:10 PM mountain daylight time created a timeline for me, for those of us who got the wind knocked out of us something ugly upon your departure from this cruel, crazy, beautiful world. Life and times while you were here and my life after your passing...there is a definite void without you even tho you are very much still thought of, referred to and loved. It's just that it's a different era since you've been gone. I still and will always consider us twins but where are you?
Precious life, a limb has been amputated from my existence. I make do, no doubt make the best of it... life without you... but daamn sometimes that dastardly grief and all the funky stages involved get me by the short and curlies, at the most inconvenient times and kind of bitch-slap-me around...and let me tell you it ain't pretty. It passes, reminiscent of a hot flash, the roar subsides into a dull aching purr, a chronic pain that is there, reminding me that I'm not gonna get a call to brief me on the upcoming game statistics, personal profiles and the backgrounds of key players, the stuff that made a game (whatever sport) interesting and why we want this team or that one to win. I'm not gonna get a call to invite me over for a round of Liverpool (card game played w/2 decks), nor get together with friends nor to tell me Barny's in a fix on The Andy Griffith Show.
Just getting a little sentimental and blue about you. I'm on my way to host a radio program. I'll put on music I know you love and I'll think of you endearingly with longing and love.
I said what I had to say for now brother. Talk to you later ~
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