Friday, March 27, 2009

Happy Birthday

Today is my mother's birthday, she would have been 68.
Happy Birthday Mom. I wonder what you would be doing now, be retired? Travelling? Of course you'd be travelling, it was your lifeblood. Still married to DP? Still in Va.? Would we be together today? So many questions on the big What if... What if you hadn't died at 60?
Well, we can't change any of it, but I need to wish you happy birthday, and imagine giving you a hug. Know what happened to me today? I still wear your long pink and white cardigan and I hung it on a hanger on the laundry line to dry today. As I ran my hand down it to see if it was dry I imagined you in it, and gave it a hug, and flung the empty sleeves around my shoulders and tried to imagine you hugging me back. It didn't really work, you weren't really there. No, you are in my heart, in my thoughts, in my soul...today and always. Happy Birthday Mom, I love you.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Obama on Leno

Barak Obama’s appearance on last night’s Jay leno show was splashed all over the Spanish news stations this morning. Initially I thought it was a cool thing, a president making himself available on a popular level. He’s our age, we can relate to him, he – hopefully – can relate to us. Up until a couple of years ago he lived a life similar to many of ours, with concerns for improving community life, for the education and well being of his daughters, with interest in sports, keeping fit, music, new restaurants, he came and went as he pleased.
Now he is responsible for navigating our country through tumultuous times on a global level, and an unprecedented economic crisis nationally, and he is a well known, highly protected figure world wide.
When I heard the news repeated this afternoon on CNN Int’l. I suddenly questioned his appearance on Leno. Presidents have always been above “popular” shows – and in some cases above news programs and interviews as well, they have their prestige, eliteness, reputation, aura to protect… or in some cases to create.
So I asked myself if it is good or bad that President Obama appeared on the Jay leno show. My personal jury is still out on the question. What do you think?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Masks



She places the mask over her face.

Not to hide but to transform.

To flirt and laugh and tease and enchant.

To pass unnoticed, to observe, spy, gather gossip.

To pretend to be another - an absent friend, to gain revenge.





The mask covers my face
and another facet is revealed.
Is it my bosom and hips or
is it my hidden heart or harlot?
Does the mask transform or liberate?
Is liberation a transformation?

Sunday, March 15, 2009

After the Storm


From Weekend Wordsmith: Ice


He’s coated with ice after our storm; stiff and cold. What did I do to deserve this? Say no once too often? Say yes once too often? To who, to what? To living my life. But I didn’t want or expect this. He won’t speak to me, he won’t touch me, he won’t kiss me, he barely looks at me, he’s rigid and frozen. I’ll have to shine my warmth on him, melt his ice of indifference slowly, bit by bit, until he’s that strong, yet flexible branch that reaches out for me and holds me when I alight; that offers me rest, comfort and support. And my springtime rays will remind him how he also sways freely, blossoms and grows when I am not perched on him. And he will recall how lovely we are together, when he grows and I fly.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

New Look - New Entries

Yes, I have been absent for awhile, two months since my last entry. Let's see if new colors lead to new inspirations, new thoughts, new musings. The newness of Spring, oh no - the nuisence of Spring too. It always brings alergies (to these beautiful but hateful Mimosa trees), physical tiredness, the agitation of March winds.
Our winter has been unusually cold and wet. Those lovely crisp sunny days have been few and far between and my spirit misses them and the motivation they bring to be outside, to walk, to be warmed and energized by the sun, to create.

Thank goodness I live here, I will hold hope that the weekend will bring back the sun, and my herb treatments will hold the allergy symptoms at bay.