Today

is Friday.

Glorious, coveted, revered, taunting, waiting and flaunting all its promises of release, relief, reprieve, retreat, reverence and rejuvenation.

But more than this, Today is unique, not yesterday or tomorrow, but 24 hours of now with all its possibilities. Try to look around and find the very moments that make up this day and savor them.

Magic and wonder are found in the most unexpected places.

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Happy #Free48!

It is starting out very happy for me, or at least not as distressing as my week began. And I believe I have my media space problem in a manageable place. Yay!!

 

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Cheesy/#SoCS

 

Yep. I went there. I know this might be a cheesy submission for Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt today. The word is fab, so well, here you have it.

In my defense it has been a far less than fab week for me, beginning with the leaking ceiling. Even though the leak itself was repaired the next day, we are still waiting for the ceiling to be repaired. We complained enough that someone came and put up the basic beginnings of a ceiling, so at least we put the washer and dryer back into place and-yay!-we can do laundry again. You never realize what a luxury that is unless you have ever been without it. Which I have. A few times. A toilet that works-indoors-and a nice washer and dryer head up my top ten list of conveniences.

As for whiter than white towels, I love those nifty colorsafe Clorox pucks. Not that I have enthralling over-the-fence gab sessions about them. Who has the time? Or the energy. After this past week I am tempted to bury my head under a pillow until the Fourth of July. I could use some beautiful fireworks about now.

To my friend and bar patron Dan thanks for the shout out and photos of that yummy food today. You have inspired me to climb out of bed and make a spectacular dinner. Or at least go and find one. Check out Dan’s bar conversation today. I hear his bartender makes a mean Michelada. 😉

Sing It Ray

Everything is beautiful.

 

 

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In its own way
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Under God’s Heaven

 

The world is gonna’ find a way….

 

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We must not close our minds,

We must let our thoughts be free….

Please, let your dreams be beautiful.

Neverending Story/Photography/Music/Movies

This is from one of my favorite movies since my boys were young. I can’t even recall how many times I have seen The Neverending Story, a touching, imaginative film from the 80’s.

Beyond the main theme which guides the film-that we dream our world into existence and when we stop believing in our ability to dream and imagine, our world is in danger of disappearing-there are a dozen sub-themes such as self worth, loyalty, trust, vision, standing for something and fighting the forces of darkness.

In the clip above, our young hero Atreyu, who is tasked with saving the world from the rapidly encroaching Nothing, is approaching the portal where he can ask an important question. Many have tried to pass through the Sphinxes Gate,  but none possessed the confidence to pass through and were killed when the power of the Sphinxes was released after seeing into their souls.

It is one of the best moments of the film, although there are many.  Simple in terms of CG and special effects, the movie is still magical. It speaks of courage, friendship and loyalty, tenacity, hope and defiance in the face of almost certain defeat.  It teaches the message that the only thing which truly destroys us is giving up.

When we took a hike last weekend, I was so excited to be able to actually see Into the naked woods, with the trees undressed and showing their basic character-no frills.  We were close to the end of our four hour walk when we came upon these nearly twin giant Chestnut Oaks.  As I looked to the tops of them at the sky peeking between their reaching branches, I was immediately reminded of this scene in The Neverending Story.

 

Maybe you just had to be there….

After this gate, Atreyu must pass through the Magic Mirror Gate which was said to be the hardest of all to accomplish, for one must look into the mirror and see their true self without succumbing to madness and horror. It is in this moment that a stark realization happens for two of the movie’s prime characters.

Most people think they know themselves well,  but if we look very closely, sometimes what is revealed is not all that we thought or that we would wish of ourselves.  I like to look at my beautiful children and hopefully see a bright reflection of my best self within their eyes.

If you haven’t seen this movie at some point you should.  And if you have a child, do bring them along….

Our lives are all entwined as we walk the path of this Neverending Story call life.

For Ande, my own “Atreyu” and Barrett, “Bastion” .  Never keep your feet on the ground!!

Christmas Unwrapped

One of the many perfect gifts I recieved this year was books. This one took my breath away. How I miss John.

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The treasure. Imagine, published in October of this year
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John and Yoko made magic
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I miss this wisdom
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One of my favorite songs and the inspiration for my ‘signature’

 

This post brought to you (late) for #1LinerWednesday

 

Autumn Fire/Winter’s Desire #1LinerWeds

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Stealing itself against the sharp edge of Winter,

waiting in silent anticipation of day’s end

 

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Sun’s last cry of surrender to night strikes

her cold, hard body, as flint to steel..

 

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Igniting a spark, flicker of brilliance

setting Autumn’s fine petticoats on fire!

Watch her sway and burn with bright desire

to be caressed by his glow, kissed by his hot breath

as bitter darkness follows close behind.

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But in that briefest of moments she blazes with glory,

they dance in fiery passion, embracing end of day

when azure skies and butterflies have gone away.

Promises are whispered in the shadow of delight

that while she sleeps he will keep the firelight

aglow.

She knows

his word is true.

“See you in the Spring, my lovely,” he whispers as he slips the petticoats from her

body and kisses her to sleep.

Do not weep.

She will return, together they will burn again in Spring.

 

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