North Star ✨

The days and time past lead to the horizon ahead as we travel, hopeful for manageable routes and roads that take us through the journey of exploration and experiences with all things good, with the potential to lift into lighter higher ground or lower into the depths of despair.

We search for peaceful places and smooth trails that welcome weary hearts and souls. Places that take the edge off of life's harshness and handles us with the care and tenderness even the toughest long for but do not know how to obtain. 

Moving forward with so many things to feel good about as the darkness tries to distract us from peace into chaotic directions meant to cause confusion. The pace of our times calls for us to be alert and aware of everything all at once. The information, statistics and data laid bear and available immediately. It can cause disorientation where second guessing what is true might seep in. 

To be cautious and conscientious, to care for and hold onto compassion with high regard is of the utmost importance at a time when love and respect may not be considered as one's North Star yet truly love, respect, kindness and compassion rise as beacons of hope and guiding lights.

💛 My heart to yours. me 

Shifting Gears

As seasons change people change ready or not. The weather the places we are called to and the people we are drawn to all play a big part in the progression of our days and weeks that slide into seasons. Our bodies and minds meanwhile attempt to wrap around new ideas and approaches to stay in sync with the shifting times.

It all adds up to 365 days twelve months in the yearly calander that comprise four seasons however subtle or strong the tides. The variances in the weather, peoples moods, associated memories  and the goings on in our lives at any given moment in flux. We move forward hopeful about the coming days and newness of the season. It is a transitional time to rethink, redo, revise perhaps rewind things that require change resplendant with new and improved ways of embracing in stead of resisting new horizons, new opportunities to make life better if not the very best it can be.

Drive-up Window

It was a brief encounter, it left me feeling sad and hopeful God would bless the kid at the window who took my money and quiet prayers for her peace and comfort. I requested fries and a couple of green chile cheeseburgers. Please do not judge my lunch decision, this story is not about unhealthy food choices.

I drove up to the second window, happy about landing at the correct second window. The girls voice and eyes sounded like a teenager. She repeated my order, I signaled agreeably while feelings of guilt rushed in and out regarding ordering those filthy fries I hate to love. She didn't care what I ordered and waited patiently for me to hand her the money.

 As I organized the correct amount and went through the ashtray for the exact change, I asked her, how her day was going. She shook her head "Not good", behind her facemask I saw a smart, soulful, sad, brave, kind individual. I could not help but offer platitudes and blessings. "I am so sorry, hita". fighting back tears, glad she couldn't see me getting choked-up from behind my baby blue bandana facemask and sunglasses. I felt her suffering, but not to the depth I could see in her eyes, from having to put-up with disrespectful people. "You are doing great!". "People are very stressed-out these days. It still is not an excuse to be disrespectful, easier said than done, but try not to take the ill-mannered, rude behavior of others, personally". "Sometimes people confuse kindness for weakness and think it is OK to trample on nice people". "It is not OK, do not acquire a taste for it". She looks at me with what I perceive as, gratitude. As I drive forward, friendly whispers from Heaven say; "God Bless you, hita, stay beautiful".

I cannot adequately describe the bitter sweetness of the moment. With all my heart I lift her up and anyone needing blessings, respect, respite, peace and comfort. Yes, God Bless her, her work and presence at the drive-up window. It was a powerful prayerful exchange, rapid fire, full of goodness, God's Grace, a spiritual thing.

BABY BOOMERS

Baby Boomers, gotta give 'um credit for hanging in there, through good times and dark times, since there is no choice in the matter, still, credit is due. Time is mostly being kind to aging Baby Boomers who are still active, some working some retired and some still not sure what they want to be when they grow up.

You know you are talking to a Baby Boomer when they start getting sentimental about pay phones, typewriters, encyclopedias, drive-in movies, innocent mischief, fun and games, playing for hours outside and favorite television variety shows like Jack Benny, Ed Sullivan on Sunday nights and Red Skelton. Music was and still is on the forefront and in the background. Music was and is a character in our lives. We could easily recall what we were doing and where we were based on top 40 popular hits being aired on the radio at a given time. The Beatles and Elvis, Jimmy Hendrix and Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones, Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye, Stevie Wonder, Journey, The Dobbie Brothers, Michael Jackson & The Jackson Five jumped out of the boom box and jazzy hipsters like Ray Charles, Tony Benet and Quincy Jones, always seemed to be there.

Ideology and believing in the possibility of world peace was an important part of life and not just an illusion, although many soldiers who went to Vietnam would disagree. The man on the moon seemed about right and righteous and gave Americans something to be proud of and hopeful about. Politics appeared to be a bit more on the up and up and peoples votes counted. Government has always been a strange and curious animal with extra limbs and sharp teeth, a funny and furious freakish-looking creature, desperate for it's survival as the fittest, wealthiest most powerful predator in control of it's own territory.

To be a Baby Boomer or not to be, is out of the question since that is what those of us born during the era we came along in, are referred to. The establishment now is youthful a new livelier funky version of the generation that preceded us. Let us strut with confidence break rules bend the sh!t out of the norm and continue the struggle for equality and justice, peace and love. Let us grow older armed with spunky, youthful attitudes as we sometimes hobble along a bit more than we used to but not as much as the people we thought were so old and still around blessing us with their own brand of tried true and tested wisdom.