Wednesday, November 25, 2015

A November Goodby.....2015

Friendship.
When one ends a friendship is it ever really ended?
Does it hang out there, matter in the universe, to be picked up later on?
Does it linger and become its own entity? One can wonder.
Words do not detract themselves. Once said they are afloat........
They rarely stay intact unless written down. They pick up more words and
become whole paragraphs of incorrectness. We forget what we originally
said or thought.
But the receiver does not forget. The receiver has to chew on them and
decide how to react. Does one react inwardly or outwardly?
Does one ignore, or does one give words back....that is the question.
Sometimes it is best to not react right away. To think about the best way to
respond and whether or not to seek closure. To put oneself in the other person's place.
Whys are important. What caused a person to react in such a way. How did they
get to that place. Who are they really? Who am I? What do I want? Where do I want to be?
What knowledge can I glean from this and where will it take me?
We are complex creatures. We have many pieces that make us up. We occupy ourselves in
many different ways. Sometimes it is best to float away from situations that have provided an
escape. Sometimes it is for the best that we let go and see where that leads us.
 


Thanksgiving 2015

 Thanksgiving 2015.
A time to think about what is happening in the world.
Sometimes it seems crazy.
We have been tied up with our immediate world of late.
High frantic winds, trees falling on buildings, Bitter cold days and nights.
But our little cabin in the woods has kept us warm and dry through it all.
We may not have had electricity but we had fire in the wood stove,
battery operated lanterns, water jugs from years of camping,
and a knowledge of how to do without and use what we had.
I painted whenever I could by the light of a lantern.....adding a mellow glow
to the room as well as the canvas. It helped pass the time when it was impossible
to be outside or anywhere away from the heat of the wood stove. And we both read a lot.
We were thankful for much.
C climbed up on the roof of the garage, cut the limbs off, cut up the tree, and rolled it off the back.
He also climbed on the steeper roof of the studio and did the same.
Damage to both but we are insured.
Others in our area have had it a lot worse. Longer times without power or heat.
A good time not to be thinking about what is happening in the rest of the world for it is
chaotic and sad.