Can extract sunshine from a cloudy day!

Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness. Carry a vision of heaven in your hearts, and you shall make your name,your college, the world, correspond to that vision. Your success and happiness lie within you. External conditions are the accidents of life, its outer wrappings. The great, enduring realities are love and service. Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulty. ~ Helen Keller
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

with only two hours of sleep

And I'm thinking if this is it, or more aptly, if that was that --> that listless winkie'  I've had for 2 hours. Because I'm wide awake, my senses percolating my fingers willing to tap tap tap' as slight purr like breaths of contented slumber emanate from this man beside me. At 4:32 am I hear the slow sure waking of the world; first the birds, then the cicadas, then the sure stirring of my good neighbors. 

Stepping out into the morning:

~ So I go out and look at the sky and sip on this mug { "You are special SPECIAL" it says} of caffeine {sugarless} and take in the slight dampness of the air which is a welcome WELCOME from the overbearing summer we are languishing in. I'm thinking, there is THAT party tonight to go to {must -- the compelling niceties because I am mousy shy standing amongst strangers}.

Wondering about the picture:

~ Have I used this photo before? I can't recall but perhaps I've had way back December. Dear to me I remember how I was alone and {Oh' }how festively I dwelled in that particular joie - full alone-ness, jiggy with anticipation that my tribe will walk in round' nine but for the moment to sit in such soft magical sparkles of that December evening with Sinatra {crooning} with a book and with a mug of hot chocolate
{ for the wine will come later: what blissful constitution!}....

Pondering about the home:

~ Let me tell of the home for I have lived in some, each a different character from the other. My present home if it were a person, would be, reserved in nature -- but once reassured, unfolding and embracing in its welcome. It has its moods, one can just feel it.Quite peculiarly, it is a very sensitive space. It is my constant caring and assurance and fussing about that causes it to smile - if I may say. This is a home with a relaxing promise of retreat, of being embraced in peaceful sequestration. Tables and chairs have been rearranged since the photo was taken and a new personality - more convivial seems to be evolving. Still that soothing energy of privacy within privacy emanates.