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i want. i want something to Brighten , to Brighten

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all the Hard.    i wake  this morning  and say…to self,   it only takes a little,  just a little and it WILL brighten all the hard of 100 temps,  Fires nearby,  unrelenting News,   Alyssia's OLD  rat terrier dog Zoey with Fireworks Syndrome,   escaping the fence and RUNNING in Terror,  gone.  15 hours etc.  etc.   

it only takes a little.   to brighten.   just enough to carry the Just Going.   but it needs to be Genuine.    

and here….the forest of this Hill in the pupil of a Goat's eye…Ginger…coming,  wanting Touch,  standing so still for Touch and i take pic and pic and pic 

and a mail from Peggy McG from the wilderness….where if not for Emrie,  i would Be

and Deb G   BeeCreative   a link that of course…again,  references Octavia  E.  Butler  of course and THANK YOU,  Universe….and Deb G

and i just feel a little crazy tonight.  But stuff has brightened.   Zoey found her way home.   i have that mail from Peggy  McG,  the outdoor campstove/oven  was delivered and not porch pirated,      Alyssia and i went to her storage unit and took OUT the middle seats from Friend….OPENING SPACE   i can put a tub that can hold the button tin,  the bead tin

and so Brightness.   Just enough to keep the Just Going.   Enough and Good .  Ok.  

 

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  1. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Maybe it is because I am answering this on Trust Thursday but it seems to me that you know how to deal with the hard and equally, you keep yourself open to the balance, to the brightness that can, if only for a time, soften the edge…
    That is a lesson here for all of us; namely that while there will be hard and some of it is so much out of our hands, the willingness to trust ourselves to stay open for those glimmers of brightness, that spark of light, is also part of our days.
    As an aside: my brightness yesterday came from finding Maya Angelou’s cookbook, Great Food, All day Long, Cook Splendidly, Eat Smart, in the library. She wrote this when she was 81 and it is filled with good recipes, how to make a main dish and turn it into several other recipes, a roast becomes hash, tacos, soup, etc. When I read these words,”Most people on our planet live without cereal or even any knowledge that there are foods meant solely to be eaten during mornings and others for lunch and yet others for dinner. People the world over eat in the morning, some of the leftovers of what they had at dinner the night before.” Those words, were my brightness yesterday,for I am one who loves leftovers for breakfast.

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  2. CatherinE Avatar
    CatherinE

    Just a little, that’s true. For me lately it’s the petals on the cranesbill geranium that I can see out the kitchen window when washing up. I transplanted it there last year from an obscure spot where it got less attention. Then I had to trim the foliage that grew around it so I could see it in bloom. Those delicate lavender blue petals. I’ll take a photo of them today. I’ve been reading The Parable of the Sower, almost done, and it’s sucking me into a dystopia, so the petals are helping pull me back.

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  3. Jan Avatar
    Jan

    Yes, the hard…..it’s here, too…but I sat at 7:00 and it was good. Sometime yesterday after being so heavy with the hard I felt an expression of ? that wants to be seen in some form…..perhaps a long piece that can be draped and draped and draped. I remember when my daughter died I wanted to make a very long piece that kept going as long as I had tears…..this is the same feeling……

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  4. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Leftovers for breakfast .. yummy 😋

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  5. Peggy McG Avatar
    Peggy McG

    Trusting to remind myself it is deep within And right on the surface.. that personal Trust.. that the important things in life are kindness to yourself and others. Ghandi-“Be the change you wish to see in the world”.
    On another note..
    My daughter has a very neurotic cat, always timid, afraid of her own shadow. Demands Routine..I have been sitting with her outside, she is wary but so excited. Until last year she had never been outside. Now she has her Wildness awoken and it is her habit to go out for 5 minutes at 5am and makes sure you open the door by sitting there and Meowing Loudly. The air is heavy with fragrant humidity engulfing the aroma of the potted Petunias. Life is good.

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  6. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Jan, your words, so movingly telling of dealing with the hard; a long cloth, draping grief, flowing, the ebb and flow of tears. How they come and recede but it seems to me, are always in an inner space, a tiny pool next to our heart…

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  7. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Grace the way you are able to keep going .. it’s only part of why I love you soooo much.

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  8. Deb G Avatar
    Deb G

    I keep running into Octavia Butler… Brightness,, that’s what I keep looking for.

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  9. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    willingness to trust. to stay open.
    willingness to trust. to stay open.
    ahhh….love this…i wish i could keep all my cookbooks, but alas
    this thought though is so beyond true, and so Great and
    so YES….eat the leftovers in the morning…cook, in
    the evening or late afternoon and setting aside for that…knowing how so Great it will be to greet us in the Morning…

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i look forward to living in the post Parable world with you…it changed things for me
    and to move a plant from obscure to Help how we Love

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  11. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    there is a lot that is dying…withering…and we don’t really want it to be so. Would be easier if we could just keep on going like we are used to…but it’s not going to work anymore. Time to Change. Hard to change…the not knowing, but…trust comes in here…..
    so deeply touching the vulnerable places that it is like losing your daughter…
    I love you Jan. I am always comforted knowing you are here, just North of me…just up the road

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  12. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    oh lordy…the aroma of petunias…i forgot…you bring it right back
    this cat
    her awakening
    i will bring her to my Thursday 5 minutes now.
    What is her name?

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  13. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    o Tina…there’s nothing else to do, but just go, right?
    i am so happy inside the love we have

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  14. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    she’s Everywhere. Her time has come.
    Like John o’Donahue said….the dead are our closest neighbors….i hope she’s still choosing to be around, to see it all playing out….what a trip that would be

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