2014.05.11 _ 19

How interesting to feel a bit lonely as I post this morning, perhaps since it is the first posting of the day.

Feeling grateful for the focus and energy to carry a writing project forward, having been encouraged by others who may wish to see it in print. How easy it is to let go of something half thought through, to let it slide away. I found, after that encouragement, that I needed to carefully review what I had written and submitted for review, carefully read and re-own it. And now I need to remain guided by it in the writing project. Amazed once again how silently I, perhaps we, can just let our good efforts silently slip away, as if we cannot hold on ongoing value the products of our good efforts.

Happy Mother's Day to each and all

Thank you for starting us off today Maxine!

I can understand your comment about letting these things slide away. I have seen that more often in myself over the past year or so. I wonder if it is simply a tendency - how can I best put this with utmost affection? - of how old we are.

It is a paradox of our senior years, perhaps. We are esteemed and our contributions are respected and even on occasion eagerly looked for, but we also have in many cases already passed on the baton.

There's also the increasing feeling of "Does it matter?" - not necessarily as a mark of futility (though of course there may sometimes be that tendency) but as a need to prioritize the precious hours.

Blessings to you this day.

Thick snow blows around my home, bringing with it a sense of quietude: perfect for reading.

Now the pace of my reading has picked up to such an extent, I have uncovered a new concern, namely "What am I missing? Am I reading too quickly to take everything in?" I think probably not.

On the other hand, allowing time to digest can be good. I am not a "reflector" in the Learning Styles sense of the word. I do not consciously weigh and sift experiences. I leave most to my unconscious (Or is that subconscious? I never did know. Doubtless there are technical niceties that differentiate them.) and to my intuition. I tend to let these thoughts and impressions surface unbidden.

Little buddies popping up all green and questing. A warmth of spring, goodness of momma everywhere. Nevertheless some minus nights up ahead. Nature of melting momentarily quells the busyness while nurturing it. Today's soft segue.

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Today was amazing
This whole weekend has been amazing
I am joy

Beautiful photos, Catrina!

Mother's Day... simple, elegant french toast breakfast and all three chickadees staying close by, bowling and ski ball mid day (hadn't bowled in forever and that was fun), and a very long phone call with my own mother, with whom I'd not spoken civilly for a few months... maybe several months actually.

Earlier in the week I sent a gift, with a long letter that I took out of the package right before sending, replacing it with a simple post card... few words, but all kind.

To be honest, the phone call was a bit too long and I feel rather drained... should have cut it a bit shorter before it began to unravel. And yet, I made the call in a determined way... decision not based on how it would go but that I simply do not want to be estranged. She seemed to answer having made a similar determination.

Bowling felt a lot like playing darts, or archery the once I tried it. I sort of tested whether the thoughts I was thinking or not thinking, just before my turn, made a difference or not. Answer: seemed pretty random. :) edited 23:36, 11 May 2014

In between Mother's Day and Art Show Volunteering at an annual 2 day event in town, I had some time for some Qi Gong and a bit of time for part 2 of my Tai Chi form.

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Today is thrilling..
Music still in my head.