It's amazing how this pandemic has impacted us all. With the two years of separation from loved ones, life goes on. It does. My last posting was in October 2021. The world has been in arena before, in 1918. When COVID-19 popped up in 2019, we were all still dealing with another political catastrophe hell-bent on doing in our Democracy. So many separated in their ideaology, but yet impacted the same. To remove myself from this disturbing chaos, I have found some relief with mediative practice and just allowed life to happen. Along with that comes death of family, pets, and life practice. My brother, Paul E. Godsey passed away on Sept 7, fighting liver cancer for nearly 8 years. He is my first sibling to leave this universe. My only sibling left is in Arizona, estranged, and staying away from the obvious...not to get COVID and spread it to her husband. I understand.
I post these pictures to replace the anguish with the appreciation of what they mean to me. The Cypress tree is a reminder of where my neice and I spread her father's ashes two weeks ago, as he requested - near Mt. Tamalpais, Marin County, CA. The other images are also reminding me that with death, comes renewal. My old cat Sneakers, after 18 1/2 years went over the rainbow bridge, and I contemplated a warm sunny day, that a newer energy had to be in existence, and I took the big bite and now have the most high energy young cat, who we now call Moose. He fits the name and will come for snacks when called. I still haven't been able to break him from taking that bite after giving me kisses.
I have spent considerable time and money in upgrading my backyard decking, and decided that replacing the wooden rungs with sleek cabling will open up the view of nature to the back of my house- the results are perfect. Doing this provided a job for a handyman who lives locally. Me paying him helps the local economy.
We are in another 3rd drought year, but then this year is odd. February was dry, March was cold, April (Spring) helped, and after many of us planted our Spring gardens,100 degree weather came and burned them out. I replanted, modified my watering schedule and now the results look - maybe OKAY.
Today, June 5, it has rained...May did bring some rain to the Sierra Mountains, along with snow and then more hot days. Rainy, and an opportunity to write. It feels good. Death feels bad, but appreciation and moving forward towards life helps relieve that depression. We are getting there. I feel humanity is getting better along with vaccinations, but then so many of my friends locally have been infected since Easter even though they have been boosted. I can commiserate, but yet, I remain cautious. It may take another year or so, but we will get out of this rut? So, why not dream a little, and share a thought of what makes you feel better. A walk in nature? A phone call (or email) to a friend? It doesn't take much. Just make the decision to do one positive thing.
After typing this up, a very old friend contacted me. We flew up in Brownies to Girl Scouts together in France, where we met. Her father was in the Army and stationed there the same time my father was. Our families lived in the same housing complex reserved for military families. We became fast friends there and have continued writing over the last 60 years. Her timing is impeccable. Another person to reflect and appreciate. Those moments pop up unexpectedly, don't ignore them, pounce on them, like my cat, Moose.
Namaste....
I post these pictures to replace the anguish with the appreciation of what they mean to me. The Cypress tree is a reminder of where my neice and I spread her father's ashes two weeks ago, as he requested - near Mt. Tamalpais, Marin County, CA. The other images are also reminding me that with death, comes renewal. My old cat Sneakers, after 18 1/2 years went over the rainbow bridge, and I contemplated a warm sunny day, that a newer energy had to be in existence, and I took the big bite and now have the most high energy young cat, who we now call Moose. He fits the name and will come for snacks when called. I still haven't been able to break him from taking that bite after giving me kisses.
I have spent considerable time and money in upgrading my backyard decking, and decided that replacing the wooden rungs with sleek cabling will open up the view of nature to the back of my house- the results are perfect. Doing this provided a job for a handyman who lives locally. Me paying him helps the local economy.
We are in another 3rd drought year, but then this year is odd. February was dry, March was cold, April (Spring) helped, and after many of us planted our Spring gardens,100 degree weather came and burned them out. I replanted, modified my watering schedule and now the results look - maybe OKAY.
Today, June 5, it has rained...May did bring some rain to the Sierra Mountains, along with snow and then more hot days. Rainy, and an opportunity to write. It feels good. Death feels bad, but appreciation and moving forward towards life helps relieve that depression. We are getting there. I feel humanity is getting better along with vaccinations, but then so many of my friends locally have been infected since Easter even though they have been boosted. I can commiserate, but yet, I remain cautious. It may take another year or so, but we will get out of this rut? So, why not dream a little, and share a thought of what makes you feel better. A walk in nature? A phone call (or email) to a friend? It doesn't take much. Just make the decision to do one positive thing.
After typing this up, a very old friend contacted me. We flew up in Brownies to Girl Scouts together in France, where we met. Her father was in the Army and stationed there the same time my father was. Our families lived in the same housing complex reserved for military families. We became fast friends there and have continued writing over the last 60 years. Her timing is impeccable. Another person to reflect and appreciate. Those moments pop up unexpectedly, don't ignore them, pounce on them, like my cat, Moose.
Namaste....
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