Today is my birthday. I feel so fortunate,
lucky.
John will be with me this year.
And we are here, in this new home, this new place
that didn’t yet exist as ‘ours’ last year.
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In browsing through my ramblings from the past few months of time alone-
John traveling and me here
establishing home,
fixing, finding,
talking to myself
and those present in 130 year old rooms-
I find this one, from September, and marvel at the memory,
not so old
and still so present.
I wonder at how one small thing can make all the difference to remaining steadfast.
When ‘steadfast’ has no meaning beyond the letters and space it holds~
‘Steadfast’ needs an ‘in’ after it to hold any real value~
in love.
Trish
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Tiny, delicate fishbones of clouds in the sky. Merton
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Last night was the blood moon. A beautiful eclipse with an astoundingly full moon.
It was awe inspiring.
I missed it.
But I am okay with this.
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‘touching suddenly the tops of the weeds,
the blue and silky air-
listen,’ Mary Oliver
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The moon raptures me
always.
Even when it’s not there
the anticipation keeps me delighted.
I know when it returns I can
anticipate
beautiful light slivers coming
together with more beautiful light slivers until
they become
full once again.
It never disappoints.
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My own self is doing the same.
I realized this morning
when it occurred to me that I should be disappointed to have missed the blood moon,
and wasn’t
that it serves
the moon and my delight in it’s coming and going
as parallel.
slivers, pieces,
coming together to be
full.
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I’ve finished a chapter in my life-
and now I am creating a new one.
In creation.
being reborn.
truly, there’s no other way to go
is there?
than to die,
only to get to become
again?
Nature reminds of this.
the seasons.
the moon.
The world.
passing and returning.
We get to.
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It is my birthday.
I think I will choose to be born
today.
in love.
trish