365 Days and an invitation

A year has passed 

since 

I began this wildly improbable become probable journey, 

since

I walked with my dear friend, my encourager, my cheerleader to her death, 

since

I wrote the letter seeking support, 

since 

I realized how hard it was to just be ( for the first time). 

So I have decided to do another reading.  I will read selection from my year of being with writing, poetry, short story, novel snippets.   I invite you,  if you want to to bring stories in whatever form to share as well.   

I will have a basket out to receive your offerings of support to me.  Those gifts you have offered over this year have been amazing in keeping me keeping on!  And the wisdom that has been given to me as 

I continue to learn to receive has also been amazing. 

All are welcome to this reading, pass on the word to others who may wish to attend.  

Email or call me to confirm your attendance.  Do not reply to the blog email if you get it that way, as you will note it goes to a no reply blogspot address ( a reader who tried to reply to posts this way sorted that out.)  

The reading will be on Tuesday, June 21 at 6:30 at our home. 

With gratitude and eager anticipation to share this time with some of you! 

gloria

gkn 2016

A Message

It was a simple message, a sentence, 

uncomplicated in words, 

filled with meaning.  Not surprising, perhaps, 

from a preacher

In the tradition of Jesus.

Love to you and all those you love,  the message said. 

There were no questions.

No questions. 

And so today,  I share with you a message received in our home 

this weekend. 

Love, (and I say also blessings) to you and ALL those you love. 

With deep gratitude and love back at'ya  Julie! 

gkn

May 2016

Hi Hoo

Sun, moon cycles, 

heart seasons, 

live on. 

Longing, filled vacuum, 

holding, 

bulbs burst.

Since you took your last breath, 

a year.

Spring blooms.

gkn may 2016

Grandsons..partially edited

Their mother died,  my daughter alive 

fell in love.  They in a life that included loss, 

knew love.  I benefit playing games, 

reading stories.  Do you want to walk with

me, bike, hey Gg ( grandma gloria) look, 

see me,  kiss my baby brother, where

is he first question always, 

they know love and loss are part of the whole.

Mommy Heidi dead.

 Mama Lora, Grandma Jan, Grandmother 

Gloria, brought together by loss and love, 

taught  the details, continuing to be taught the details by 

boys, whose lessons began early, 

too early, I think.      yet       the benefits to 

me    to the world   

 Immense 

Could ever I have imagined so great a life of

blessings,  unanticipated,   Grief and loss too

much to carry 

on,  I sometimes thought

so great can loss be. 

"A small child shall lead them" 

And so I go on...

gkn April 2016

Illusions?

It struck me as yesterday I walked amid wild flowers and elk,  as I admired hill tops and ocean shores,  that my life could not be better.  Even if I had made different choices.  It would not be better, it would be different. 

 It struck me that my life was good,  not because I had done anything right,  or wrong.  I have been one of the lucky ones,  who had privilege and opportunity, to make choices, to live dreams.  

My judgements, my if only (ies), my beliefs, indeed my  choices would not have the power to make my life better...they would, potentially make it different.  My notions of better are an illusion.  An illusion I use to dismiss the delights and challenges of the life I am living.  An illusion I use to  harm myself and sometimes others. 

Today as I climbed the dipsea trail down, down, down the stairs I thought about the climb up, with excitment at counting all those stairs and dread at the sore muscles.   Then Alex said she would pick me up.  We ate gelato that tasted like fresh mint.  We hiked to the ocean and were washed by wind and ocean spray. 

I am blessed! 

gkn April 14, 2015 

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Bonnie

SYesterday you lived, 

danced in the flowers, travelled 

with gusto, to see.

laughter filled your outrage, 

tears fell.  

Your soul departed, your body 

was burned, we danced, spread your ashes, 

watched them blow, watched you dance 

with the birds, in the waves, 

In the flowers, 

tears fell.

Today, you live, 

you dance, 

we travel, with gusto 

we see, laughter 

fills outrage, 

tears fall. 

Your presence, your absence 

one.

gkn April 12,2016

Easter lesson

Yesterday we celebrated again,  

with a toddler who did not notice 

that the Easter bunny was late or early, 

he did not 

care that snow was falling again, 

he saw the colourful eggs, 

he forgot his cold, his low grade fever aches, 

his runny nose,  in the eggs he found

excitment, writing delight across his face,  

carefully placing easter basket stickers 

on waiting adults, new life was born.

gkn april 2016