At times I want to get on with a story, but resistance runs interference. This is one of those times. Perhaps as holiday festivities draw near I can't focus my attention on subconsious emotions from yesteryear.
Rather than diving into the past, resistance may be suggesting that I make good use of this time to taste fruits ripe for the picking, today. And having learned to respect resistance as instinct's signal to pause while readiness ripens, I hope you'll be patient if my posts tend to meander, here and there, until the next part of TWINKLE TWINKLE pops, naturally, out of my mind and onto your screen.
As for now, I'm meeting my mom for lunch.
After lunch, perhaps we'll reminisce over old albums
Because we both miss my dad
Dad, who's been gone for eleven years
Enjoyed a full life, in fact ...
Dad's spirit was bigger than life till the ripe age of 87.
Ripeness is one thing ...
Readiness can be quite another.
Though Dad was ripe in years
We were not ready
To let our beloved father, husband and grandfather ... go
In hopes of developing a cup half full attitude
It's wise to accept the reality of inevitable loss
Otherwise, one remains stuck in such a sad place
That it may seem like the world has left you behind
When, in truth, you've been looking back ... bumping into the past ...
And your tears are blurring yesterday's losses and today's fruits into one
We are not born with attitudes ... attitudes develop
If asked for an example of developing a cup half full attitude
Here is what I'd say:
I am having lunch with Mom ... Mom is 98
So in addition to feeling blessed with all we've enjoyed
I've grown realistically grateful for that which we have, now
Being human, there are times
When my spirit flies at half mast for too long
Upon checking into which of my attitudes
May be in need of change
I pinpoint negative mind sets, caused by dark experiences
Which had confounded my mind and frightened my spirit
Once my darkened view of some aspect of life
Is given sound reason to expand
Confusion clears out of my mind ...
Fearful attitudes lighten up ...
Life falls into place
And my spirit feels peaceful, bright, and playful, again
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