Easter weekend

Started off early with some housekeeping tasks literally, then studied, then did my music thing.  Easter is renewal and the time for re: goal setting after the fasting of Lent.  What has one learned?  By that act?

Rainy day

Woke up early.  Everything all clean and new!  It's just right, a light rain.

Engineers...

Advancing!

Villanova is going to the Final Four, such heart...San Antonio and the winding river.

Basketball

I watched Kentucky and rooted for them against Kansas State.  Now I am following the winner against Loyola.  Tonight is the big game!  The Elite Eight!

Charles

I am working more with my memory of him.  Hmm that is strange to write.  Do I know him really.  There is the memory writing him beginning 20 years ago.  But do I know him in the same way that he knows Aya?  What a quantum question for the ages.  Am I struggling the same way--- makes me want to find him, so I write some more!  Do we know more than we realize we know?  The next question, is there more to reality?  Is real only the minimum that we cloak ourselves with yet time tells the true design, even in time when we have the awareness!  The final question, how will we accomplish and gather the awareness?  The mountain to climb, the yarn to knit, the speech to elocute, the everything, welcome to the new new real world!

March Madness

Excellent Kentucky win tonight!

Revelations

In the bible written by John, Revelations is probably the most famous chapter.  I always liked the descriptions of fiery chariots and war torn pictorials even though the warnings were quite realistic.  They were prophesies to enable descendants to change their ways.  Were they saying they had failed and leaving the best information they had to ensueing generations, for better results?  Do we pay attention in that way?  I believe there is much to try and understand but most of all to have faith.

Jessie

from San Francisco where his sister lived he said.  I like the downtown and almost rented a room there once.  It was a nice place on the third floor, a writer's paradise I thought.  It was a lot of money for me at the time but the city was the main barrier,  it was so huge it made me dizzy.  I had the same feeling in Seattle.  Later I found out that near too much water is an ecosystem difficult for me.  I like a lot of land around me, stretches of it as far as one can imagine it seems.  But I do imagine writing there, it's part of changing the past.  Or it is the writer's prerogative!  Either way San Francisco can figure strong in my mind and heart.

He Proposed

It was in Tucson the winter and I often went to the hot tub.  It was during or inside an hallucination that he did so.  The awareness I had during the whole affair lent itself to the knowledge that it wasn't real!  I refused to give him an answer...

Rocky Point

In Spanish it is Puerto Penasco.  If you have been there you can say either and still feel right at home.  It's in Mexico yet very American.  It was the July Fourth weekend when it was so crowded with throngs of people.  Yet we went a few miles out of town, off the grid and it was pure silence and stars.

Robert flew home...

He was happy.  John was going to be fine.  He could run both offices from Durango so Robert was gleeful and guilty.  He was so happy to be going to the town, taking it easy.  He called Emma and she was at school, the college.  She said she just got out of her psychology class and would go to pick him up at the airport.  Esther would stay at the apartment with John and the priest was doing blessings daily.  The Galleria shopping center was nearby and Esther loved shopping in the city.  She was back to a large metropolis so her inner self smiled and danced the rumba.  John was happy just relaxing for a whole month.  He knew this was the treatment and his doctor had used prevention strategy for his wellness quotient.  He wouldn't do any financial transactions for awhile so he watched the news and called Robert with his senses, for involvement in the market.

Flower Show

I have a new print, an original sunflower!  Call for more information...

A.M.

What would we do without the morning? Just to drink coffee or do some yoga, stretching to the sun salute.  Even if you are commuting, the drive spreads before one.  You can watch the news for anything interesting that happened overnite.  What else?

The Wind

I felt toppled, holding onto a poll to fight the air swirling around me.  The sun is out and as we get closer to Spring I feel the warmth of the change.  The transition from a winter spent in more darkness to light inspired by more time in day.  One thing the wind does is push one to evaluate progress.  The symbol of wind could be a weather interest in achieving goals.  Entrepreneurs talk about the self talk to succeed or pushing oneself to strike out for an adventure.  Like a parent, the wind pushes for individuality and courageous action.  The wind we love.  

Haunted Hotel

One winter in San Diego, it turned cold only like a seaboard coast can.  It was as freezing as a day in Chicago and I was walking through the mall intending to go to the movies.  The mannequins eyes started following me as I window shopped.  It was a queer feeling that I couldn't shake.  I went to my hotel room instead of the movies and tried to quell my fear.  Nothing would subside and the look of the other hotel guests began to be quizzically the same.  I was being followed but by what?

The moon

then he kissed me while the brightness with pink floral shone, the romancing of a long-term relationship.

Continuing to adjust!

He was doing well, Robert thought about himself.  He had more time for relaxing out of the city, the stress was coming off in layers.  Soon he thought he may never leave Durango but John needed him so he flew to Houston.  He found his friend layed up with bed rest only.  He started waiting on him like as though he was his girlfriend.  They both laughed incessantly at the thought.