hugs, o and om
isnt she heavenly?
its she divine?
might we walk here (with odie on completely comfortable leash) one day?
though we posted a lovely pic in the same theme yesterday, odie and i simply couldnt resist sharing another stunning “lifes a beach” landscape photo for todays blog. we hope you like this one just as much, if not more…..
o and om.
we find ourselves facing the mysteries of this mysterious life once again- head on but head still in the clouds. deep within a blue ocean of uncertainty. the dolphin welcomes and used to such platitudes. odie, and i, are not.
we like things served up simple. on cue cards. numbered. labeled. easy to open. easy to use. even easier to digest. made for us to follow
we’ve been turning to the cards lately to determine everything from a blackhawks improbable game 6 win (by instinct, the cards said, the hawks would win game 6 versus the bruins- who would lose because of disorganizational breakdown) to more personal matters.
though given certain answers, nothing seems more settled in our hearts or minds. we are still desperately wishing for gods roadmap complete with google style gps and a big red star labeled “you are here” to fall into our laps as if poured straight from heavens’ grand stars.. into our drinking cup.
might true wisdom, not clouded by human irrational, bless me more often than not?
what if odysseus could turn to me, and say in perfect english, with a faint Brooklyn accent “mama-heres the deal…” then he’d wax lyrical a bit about our ordained connection before launching, unabashedly, into a list of things i should do for ultimate success and happiness. all after saying, “be sure to write this down.”
and i would. so that tomorrow i would not forget his visions and truth. as ive been apt to forget the blessed words before.
mastery of the universe indeed.
until the ‘morrow
the apple, carrot, beet, kale, ginger, reverse osmosis, drinking pirate twins,
o and om.
are we tired… going to try to turn in early for the first time in a half century. ive included this night scape in anticipation of magical dreams!
ps. i wonder what odie dreams about. lots of times you see his eyes and mouth moving… maybe hes chasing pink rabbits? i hope his im not his only friend, even in sleep.
sleep well friends,
o and om
sometimes we feel like this. solid rock and mass amongst the moving currents of an ever-changing/fleeting world just beyond grasp. an island. with a few living trees atop. and some brush. our edges slowly crumbling away with each breath of air. each lap of wave. and we feel sad. and we feel alone. but we’ve made ourselves as such. why?
in what ways have you become a beautiful island amongst constant change? in what ways have you done this as a point of self preservation and realization. in what ways was this the only way to survive in a mad mad world.
cannot we ourselves be our only true constant?
dont be sad. just remember that this is a part of reflection…..
hugs, with odies small arms with tufts of short white fur about you. hugs with odie mamas lithe honey colored limbs of the female human form about you as well.
O and OM.