Random Thoughts

“So powerful is the light of unity that it can illuminate the whole earth.” Unity -- Baha'u'llah Stolen  Borrowed from my friend Po's FB page. Merry ME

If it's always darkest before the dawn, let me just ask when is the goddam sun going to come out?

I suppose it goes without saying that the magic of light would be ho-hum without the reality of darkness. Without light, darkness would be everlasting Like winter and spring. War and peace. Death and life. Love and loss. Today I've had some of each. My writing group met. As always, the friendship can't help fill our section of Panera with laughter and light. But even the laughter couldn't hide the pain in Diane's eyes. You can reach out touch her grief. I want my old life back, her mother told her. Well, I want mine back too, Diane responded. Knowing there was no going back. She's yet to find her new life. She will. The light will shine in her world again. Maybe not as brightly as with her beloved Wally. Maybe not as soon as she'd like. This is her winter. Her time to hunker down, fight against the cold on days that grow dark at 5 pm. Marilyn is facing some real physical and financial hardships right now. Never a good mix. Yesterday a beam of ligh...

 I saw on FB today that Wholly Jeanne and her mother were in a Christmas store. While her mom looked at decorations, Jeanne danced to Christmas songs. Hmmm, I thought to myself, maybe I'm not rushing the season after all. I'm embarrassed to admit I've committed what some true blue (or green as the case may be) Grinches might consider a Christmas sin. I've been listening to Christmas music, before Thanksgiving or Black Friday when the Christmas hype is ramped up over night. Well, technically Christmas stuff has been up in the stores since Halloween, July if you count Joann Fabric, but I'm still way ahead of my normal Christmas music calendar. I know, you're thinking "what's up with that?" Christmas is the time of year that turns Merry ME decidedly un-merry. Sometimes you get a tune in your head and can't stop hearing it. I've got a whole CD in my head. It all started when I was browsing Amazon for some kid's music. Not sure how I...

[Ed. Note: The fact that I have written what could be broken down to 4 shorts posts instead of one long one is not lost on me. I considered changing it all around, but due to operator error I've already had to type this more times that I wanted to.  If you don't want to read it all at once, feel free to break it up into segments. And you'll think to yourself, wow, Merry Me is really on a roll after taking so much time off. me] I haven't blogged in awhile. Guess I just haven't had much to say.   I thought signing up for NaBloPoMo. Then I realized the first 2 days of November were already behind me. Oh well. Here I am. I'm thinking about Light. Today I sat under a big ol' Sycamore tree, at a "Church without Walls. Most of the people were what some might called the marginalized - the kind of people, I imagine, that came to hear what Jesus had to say.  The service was held in a parking lot near the part of town where the  homeless hang out before the s...

As weekends go, this one was whirlwind. I've discovered it's hard to relax in just a couple of days. One  has to unwind, and unhook (something I thought I'd never have to do) and get comfortable to relax. Maybe it can be done in 2 weeks instead of 2 days. I was constantly aware of my "rich" surroundings. More so than the ambiance. I'm not used to an affluent lifestyle. I found people watching almost as much fun as at an airport. I noticed lots more children than I expected. Only one appeared to be particularly out of sorts.   a wedding procession take place, which always conjures up thoughts of hope and promise. I was impressed that the bride and her maids were able to walk down a short flight of steps, and across a swath of grass in high heels, carrying flowers, looking ahead and not down.  a lone bagpiper on the manicured green lawn behind the "Lodge." I guess he was entertaining the porch sitters - the kind you'd expect to see on a so...

Little did I imagine that being a nanny could to lead to perks that didn't involve baby smiles, lullabies, deep belly laughs, laundry basket rides, and snugly bottle feedings. Sweetie and I have come along on a weekend getaway to Sea Island, GA. Think: Causeway from the mainland - the kind you'd be stuck on if you tried to evacuate in a storm Blue skies and pink sunsets Palm trees, weathered oaks dripping in Spanish moss, nature trails, bike paths,  Gentle rolling waves kissing the beach under a crescent moon, sea oats, and dragon flies Hotel the size of Buckingham palace,  "cottage" the size of Tara A pool that winds around rock outcroppings,  Golf carts to take you where you want to go, uniformed room service attendants, complimentary cheese tray and bottle of wine Patio dining (accompanied by biting sea gnats or carrier flies as Sweetie calls them - the kind that might carry you off if you're not careful), buttermilk coated fried shrimp, Vidalia...