some conversation while placing stones. Me : something about Tay … is Emrie : was, Old Nana. she is dead. i am stopped….in my tracks. Was….Is….. and i say no. Is. for me, Is. Emrie: maybe she is deciding.
for me, is.
These last nights i have talked to Kay. Phone. i have talked about her here before. She who taught me to draw. Who i partnered with with the book store till i bailed. Who i studied with some years. Who taught my son to draw. Who introduced me to all manner of things. Kay. Kay Gould Caskey. back in Michigan. and Kay, who receives conversation with ones who have "crossed over". not by her own choice, in the beginning, but because she was chosen. her work. for 30 some years i have known of these exchanges with people, here and from the "other side". i KNOW them to be real and true. i have not felt the need to "go there". but i know. because of her. She is Beauty FULL and Brilliant and taught under the ….i choose this word., it's not her word, …under the beauty full umbrella of
Metaphysics
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Metaphysics is the branch of philosophy that studies the fundamental nature of reality; the first principles of being, identity and change, space and time, cause and effect, necessity and possibility.
Metaphysics studies qyestions related to what it is for something to exist and what types of existence are there.
Metaphysics seeks to answer, in abstract and fully general manner, the question of: what is….It….that exists, and what …It..is like.
That first evening then night "without" Tay. I felt this Horrible Emptiness from my scalp down. Through my face and whole body to my pelvis….Emptiness and off and on that emptiness felt filled with some thick substance. i thought…how can i live?
Kay said…watch for her. she will come.
I have been the handmaiden of Qualifiers always, over and over, always. I am letting them GO. I feel like this is the opportunity of a lifetime, MY Life Time which now is clearly finite. I am ready. Tay and I learned eachother, learned Love for these years together in such a total way that this Hill has given. required. We will continue. That sense of horrible emptyness has become a sense of OPEN NESS. and that's all i need to begin.
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