growing up

The People Seemed as Beautiful as Birds

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2013 September 013

Gratitude List:
1.  This vanilla ice cream
2.  That blooming Rose of Sharon
3.  The screech owls that woke me this morning
4.  Coming home to myself,
which is to say,
becoming the person I think I want to be,
which might be sort of like saying,
starting, perhaps, to sort of grow up,
which could be a little like ripening.
Perhaps tomorrow I will feel differently,
and start to doubt my truth again,
but today it feels pretty satisfying.
5.  My children’s teachers, both the official ones and all you others.

May we walk in Beauty.

Birthday Poems

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Gratitude List:
1.  The birthday poems.  Thank you, my friends.  What an amazing day of words it has been.  I am bee-drunk on the flowers of your poems.  (I asked my Facebook friends to send me poems for my birthday, and the result was an ocean tide of poetry.  I am adrift in the most marvelous sea of words.)
2.  Ice cream at Sweet Willows.  Two dips: Salted Caramel Praline Pecan and Whatever She Wants
3.  Zentangling with Ellis.  What a marvel to watch how the images and the lines drew him into his imaginative dream-world.  “Mom, the gnomes taught me the language of the trees.  It’s mostly body language.  The tallest ones are the most talkative.”  And, referring to one of the pictures we were drawing, “Mom. did I tell you who is the fairy?  You are.  The gnomes use inventions and the fairies use magic.”
4.  Growing older, growing up
5.  A tender and gentle little birthday party with the people who brought me into this world, the people whom I brought into this world, and Jon Weaver-Kreider.

May we walk in Beauty.  Oh, so much, so much Beauty!