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Tuesday, April 6, 2021

Air Flow





Glad handing and high fives 

never touching skin to skin 

pass the energy of welcome and yay! 

through the air dodging 

hovering viral party crashers.








“I must choose between despair and Energy - I choose the latter.”

~ John Keats, Letters of John Keats

Monday, April 5, 2021

A Quick Detour



Intimidated by a business call

I had to make about……


SC-R-E-E-C-H!


Yesterday was more fun

and tonight I’m still exhausted.

Forget intimidation!                                      


A family Zoom gender reveal party

from my from brother in Florida

bouncing from Poland to the U.K.

to Canada….It’s a girl!


An awesome 10 K walk with 

my walking buddy started out

against the wild prairie wind

masked against the dust in the air


cooked a roast that didn’t have

the taste I expected from a roast beef ~

very odd tasting gravy so tonight 

it’s thin slices for sandwiches and a beef stew.


and then there was a fuse blown

shutting out my lights, fridge and TV

along with a plugged kitchen sink drain ~

one phone call to maintenance got it fixed.


“Sometimes it takes a wrong turn to get you to the right place.”

~ Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

Sunday, April 4, 2021

Tunnel Vision

Light at the end of the tunnel ~ 


Optimism:

from news reporters, politicians 

and just about anyone



Pessimism:

‘be careful - it might be a train!’


Reality:

As with any true tunnel there are,

in the narrowed lives we live,~

graffiti and beautiful drawings

rendered by unknown artists,

stories told around kitchen tables

of difficulties, joys and working things out.

hearts with arrows through them etched in trees.

initials painted on the roadways and fences with

dates, time and places letting other travellers

know someone had walked there, 

loved there or sheltered there. 

water slicking down rock walls,

feeding moss growing in the dark.

wind gusts blowing in roadside debris:

dusts of anxiety, impatience and hate


We are not driving quickly 

through this tunnel 

but we are walking ~ 

sometimes hand in hand 

with the person in our bubble of safety.

We have time to stop, 

to get that stone out of our shoe, 

sit against the unforgiving walls 

for a moment to catch our breath. 


There is no rush to get anywhere ~

so foreign to us in our hurry up and wait world 

but with a deep breath ~ even though desperate 

to get out of the tunnelled darkness, 

even though life has become unforgiving

we keep creating our lives.


“Tunnel vision can kill creativity.”

Ami Vitale, 

photographer with National Geographic