Family
A surprise visit
Brings son and his wife to me
Family are we
Monday, August 23, 2010
Day 21 of 24/7
Summer Day
We sit in the river and watch minnows
They nibble our legs and arms
Watchful of swimming over open palms
Fingerlings feeding on dead skin cells
A spa treatment for free
Everybody wins
We sit in the river and watch minnows
They nibble our legs and arms
Watchful of swimming over open palms
Fingerlings feeding on dead skin cells
A spa treatment for free
Everybody wins
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Day 18 of 24/7
Second Hand Shopping
We walk into Frenchy's
To find what we may
Small size pink Converse
Make Granddaughter's day
Then Daughter goes looking
through handbags galore
Dolce and Gabbana
is her major score
I pull out two Guccis
I'll sell them online
And keep the Liz Claiborne
they suit me just fine
We walk into Frenchy's
To find what we may
Small size pink Converse
Make Granddaughter's day
Then Daughter goes looking
through handbags galore
Dolce and Gabbana
is her major score
I pull out two Guccis
I'll sell them online
And keep the Liz Claiborne
they suit me just fine
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Day 17 of 24/7
This ties into yesterday's work, and is an actual conversation I had with my daughter when she was a tiny thing.
Memories of another time
“When I was the mother and you were the baby, I used to read to you.”
She sits in my lap, the story book in her lap as I read to her. She is no more than three, maybe only two and a half. “Oh, really?” I say.
She nods. “There was a man who was mean to me,” she tells me. I encourage the memory, for such it must be. “And my Aunt Sarah.”
“Where was this?” I ask.
“S—Sc—Sco--Scotland?” She struggles with the word. We've never spoken of Scotland, that I remember. I knew someone named Sarah when I was in grade 6 or 7, but haven't seen her in decades. This fascinates me, the memories of a baby whose mind is closer to there than here. She is convinced that she speaks Spanish and has dreams of the house in Scotland.
Fifteen years later, she remembers the dreams, and we wonder what paths we have travelled together.
Memories of another time
“When I was the mother and you were the baby, I used to read to you.”
She sits in my lap, the story book in her lap as I read to her. She is no more than three, maybe only two and a half. “Oh, really?” I say.
She nods. “There was a man who was mean to me,” she tells me. I encourage the memory, for such it must be. “And my Aunt Sarah.”
“Where was this?” I ask.
“S—Sc—Sco--Scotland?” She struggles with the word. We've never spoken of Scotland, that I remember. I knew someone named Sarah when I was in grade 6 or 7, but haven't seen her in decades. This fascinates me, the memories of a baby whose mind is closer to there than here. She is convinced that she speaks Spanish and has dreams of the house in Scotland.
Fifteen years later, she remembers the dreams, and we wonder what paths we have travelled together.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Day 16 of 24/7
Planning Ahead
“I don't know if I want to be the mother this time. I was the mother two times ago. I want to do something else this time.” Tehl looked at the pad in her lap.
“Okay, then. I haven't been the mother in ages and ages. I think I need to be the mother and learn some new things. I still haven't mastered patience. Being a mother is good for that, isn't it?” Soan looked at the others, most of whom nodded. “Okay, then. Who's going to be the father?”
“I'm already down as your brother,” Teres said. “So I get to be uncle!”
“Who do you want to be your father this time, Jethe?” asked Soan. She made notes on her pad, sketching in details of a life. “And what age difference?”
“Zeni and I need to work out some things together, so he's going to be the father,” said Jethe. “He's already set up who he's going to be born to, and you and he can work out the details of your life together.”
“Zeni. Oh cool! We weren't even in the same lifetimes last time,” said Soan. “We've been talking about being a couple sometime. I'm going to become incapacitated later in life so Zeni can practise nurturing.”
“I'm going to be a handful, you know that, right?” Jethe said. “You want patience, I'll test it for you. I need to learn to be independent; I tend to rely on everyone around me.” Jethe made notes, outlining daily life, specific goals.
The friends sat on benches in warm sunlight, choosing roles and lessons. Here in the Between, it was easy to recognize their own weak spots and strengths, and to choose which weaknesses needed to be explored and how to help each other.
“How will I know you?” Zeni arrived to work on the plans.
Soan smiled. “Let's use that 'I KNOW you' feeling. It's always so cool.”
“Will we both feel it, or just one of us?” Zeni asked.
“This time, I think both of us. It's important for Jethe that we get together and get settled early on.” They sat down and worked out the details of when and how they would meet and marry. Around them, the others planned and erased and created until they were satisfied.
“I'm off, then,” said Zeni. “I'm going to be the oldest one in this group, and my parents are waiting for me to be born. See you soon.”
“Soon for us here,” said Jethe. “But time runs differently down there, remember?”
Zeni nodded. “I know. It'll be years yet. Have fun. Keep an eye on me, make sure I stay on my path, okay?” The others nodded and Zeni left them to be born once more on Earth, taking up yet another life.
“I don't know if I want to be the mother this time. I was the mother two times ago. I want to do something else this time.” Tehl looked at the pad in her lap.
“Okay, then. I haven't been the mother in ages and ages. I think I need to be the mother and learn some new things. I still haven't mastered patience. Being a mother is good for that, isn't it?” Soan looked at the others, most of whom nodded. “Okay, then. Who's going to be the father?”
“I'm already down as your brother,” Teres said. “So I get to be uncle!”
“Who do you want to be your father this time, Jethe?” asked Soan. She made notes on her pad, sketching in details of a life. “And what age difference?”
“Zeni and I need to work out some things together, so he's going to be the father,” said Jethe. “He's already set up who he's going to be born to, and you and he can work out the details of your life together.”
“Zeni. Oh cool! We weren't even in the same lifetimes last time,” said Soan. “We've been talking about being a couple sometime. I'm going to become incapacitated later in life so Zeni can practise nurturing.”
“I'm going to be a handful, you know that, right?” Jethe said. “You want patience, I'll test it for you. I need to learn to be independent; I tend to rely on everyone around me.” Jethe made notes, outlining daily life, specific goals.
The friends sat on benches in warm sunlight, choosing roles and lessons. Here in the Between, it was easy to recognize their own weak spots and strengths, and to choose which weaknesses needed to be explored and how to help each other.
“How will I know you?” Zeni arrived to work on the plans.
Soan smiled. “Let's use that 'I KNOW you' feeling. It's always so cool.”
“Will we both feel it, or just one of us?” Zeni asked.
“This time, I think both of us. It's important for Jethe that we get together and get settled early on.” They sat down and worked out the details of when and how they would meet and marry. Around them, the others planned and erased and created until they were satisfied.
“I'm off, then,” said Zeni. “I'm going to be the oldest one in this group, and my parents are waiting for me to be born. See you soon.”
“Soon for us here,” said Jethe. “But time runs differently down there, remember?”
Zeni nodded. “I know. It'll be years yet. Have fun. Keep an eye on me, make sure I stay on my path, okay?” The others nodded and Zeni left them to be born once more on Earth, taking up yet another life.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Day 15 of 24/7
December 22, 2012
The sun came up
The world went on
Doomsayers sought another date
for Armageddon
***
This is my response to the prediction of the end of the world on December 21/12.
The sun came up
The world went on
Doomsayers sought another date
for Armageddon
***
This is my response to the prediction of the end of the world on December 21/12.
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