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gkn Christmas 2017

                       

        

For Susan L

Solstice 2017

For Susan L with gratitude

It is solstice, the longest night of the year.  I have been contemplating in these days of lighting candles,  of ritual reflection while waiting for the sun/ son .  I have been contemplating the places of darkness within me.  the places of sorrow reflected,  the places of anxious waiting.

Today I was reading another  writer, I was reading a memoir.   In which the author  said I read a book, that made me think I should never write another word.  She said the writer that she was reading was so eloquent,  and I thought.,  but so are you. 

Please do not stop.  Please I thought do not stop.

  I so often want to stop.

 I so often stop, because someone can do it better,

                                              actually someone does it better. 

I want to stop,  I am tired

I want to stop, it is dark, so very dark. 

If the writer had stopped.  I would not have benefited from her words.

If the dancer stops,                        I do not receive the openness, the flow.

If the cashier stops,         I am not encouraged by the smile

If the poet stops,                     I am  not caught by metaphor, or beauty.            

If you,                          stop,     your gifts which are many are lost to me. 

In celebration of   the journey   into  the darkness and  the light as life and time cycle.

gkn Dec. 21, 2017

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The morning sun rises slowly as the full moon fades from view.  
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to rise and set and yet  

                                                              and yet

Sleepiness pushes at the eyelids of my mind.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to be awake  and
                                                                                when I am

                                                                      then I am

Flames flicker, orange, yellow, blue, red heat.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to feel the heat of all passion             and yet                  then  I feel

                                                              when I feel

Green boughs festive sparkling,  light in darkness.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,

                                                                                                                                  I long.


gkn December 2017

                                                 

November...continuing reflections

No NanoWrimo this year....

We, Liw and I,  babysat five grandchildren ranging in age from seven to almost nine months.
I slept five hours, and read stories and watched paw patrol and chuggington and played with trucks and went for walks with a stroller and a baby attached.

I smiled a lot.

On the way home from our babysitting weekend, we went to a family gathering with aunts and uncles and cousins.  I visited with my ninety two year old aunt, her husband died less than a month ago,  I heard her as she tried to plan for this next uncertain future.  I visited with her sisters, their children, my cousins, and  my siblings.   We played games.

I laughed a lot.

I arrived home.
I slept for twelve hours straight.
Really!  

We, Liw, Susan and I, went to Lora's ordination.
We sang, we listened, we visited, we shared soul,
 heart stories, food.

 I cried, a lot.

We went to a grandson's concert, heard bells ringing,
went to the movies with the fourteen and the eleven year old,  ate popcorn, frozen yogurt,
talked about school, about video games, about music, about friends...


Liw's parents visit has just begun.


In the summer after my sixty fifth birthday,
I will have a tea party in the back yard.
It will be a celebration.
 
 I will share my completed incomplete memoir then

2020 is coming fast.



gkn Dec. 1/2017