Tuesday, March 18, 2008

"...And Sometimes the Saving of Dead Bodies..."

Whew, that line (I used to title this post) gave me chills. Here's an article to explain why I am not, and never will fully be... the crazy cat lady. Thank you, God!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

He's Been Moving Me Beside Strange Waters

As I look over the list of immunizations: Yellow Fever, Typhoid, Meningitis, Hep A and B, and of course Malaria medication, I think to myself... It’s a good thing I can put that old passport to work- a year before it expires. Opportunity knocks. Listen.

My creative mind is quiet. I think of the painting I will start after I’ve envisioned it perfectly, that is, sometime later. I think of the book I’m reading, left on the chair, tented, reading interrupted by a ringing telephone.

I think of the spring-like weather that I anticipate like a little, purple crocus, peeking out from the shade. Tomorrow I shall stretch my legs gladly at the park, a celebration of everything moving, warm and alive! I will run just to feel the wind on my bare arms and cheeks without a chill. I will run to feel my blood pulsing in my temples and chest in a happy rhythm of cooperation.

Life is caught in a cross current, one can focus on movement or stagnation. The choice is in the eye of the beholder.