[I saw this posted, and mis-attributed to Wm Shakespeare, and had to investigate. The author's life story, and the number of quotes of his that we use in daily life are amazing. ]
I had the opportunity to meet Bruno, pictured above, on my short jaunt into Chicago in August. His life is worthy of a children's book. Maybe someday I will get around to that one. His life, and his owners, brought me some perspective at a challenging time. When I see his little face, I remember how important it is to not judge a book by its cover. I remember the power of love and how unexpectedly it can come - or maybe that it can come in unexpected packages.
We rarely have control of the gifts the universe will bestow. The best we can try to do is be receptive when they land on our doorstep. And, of course, to be thankful. I am thankful! Still working to incorporate into my life all the gifts I received on that trip to Chicago.
The pain, their loss, it's all I have left of them. You think the grief will make you smaller inside like your heart will collapse in on itself, but it doesn't. I feel spaces opening up inside of me like a building with rooms I've never explored. ~spoken by Dolores on Westworld
not sure who wrote it for the robot or the character, but I like it.
I keep wanting to write about what's going in my life right now, but then I don't do it. Not that there is really anything going on ... I haven't applied for more jobs, my current job is giving me less and less hours, I am picking up other gigs on the side, trying to outfit my apartment.
So those are lots of things that are actually happening and it is all my life.
But this is not what is going on for me right now.
A lot of what is going on is being sad, crying, grieving... sometimes to the point of paralysis, but other times just as a release.
I try to keep honoring this process, but I am getting scared about how long it will take ... particularly about how long my savings will allow me to follow the path before I need to just get a job, any job.
I am spending too much time in my space alone ... perhaps too much, maybe just right.
It means most of these pictures are scenes from the doorway of my aparment.
This one is detail on the rain we got a couple of weeks ago... this is the little lemon tree my friend bought me!
[Non sequitur, I want to name it. I am feeling it is a "him" and the name that always pops in my head is Elroy. Not sure why, but I haven't really committed to it, yet. Your comments are welcome.]
The view from my apartment is really gorgeous... sunny or cloudy...
even rainy and with ominous clouds threatening...
And I have been recording the animal visitors...
I guess the good news is that I have been getting out more this past week ... today actually marks day 7 of exercising out of doors ... next picture scenes from my life will reflect that change.
And maybe I will even start writing regularly again ... I can't predict.