Moving on

I too a break over the weekend. I allowed myself not to think about you. What is to come, the pages of to-dos needing doing, the whirlwind of my mind an heart I gave a rest to this past weekend and I just allowed myself to be. Take Faith to get new gym shoes, her passport renewal, took her to the movies and saw Lion King which I love as much as she does. And the music is some of my favorite. I did think of you in the movie. The circle of life meaning, the song, how could I not think of you. I decided that the Circle of Life song will be your song. My song to you, among many. But that one-pretty much says it all. So you were with me, with us, this weekend-I just didn’t allow tears this weekend. I didn’t allow my head or my heart to go to the place that makes me catch my breath, well my eyes with water and have moans escape my mouth from the bottom of my soul. I slept a lot and I watched football a lot and I just decided to ‘be’ not do.

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Today I know I have to ‘do’ – I already went to get the tb test at the clinic that was scheduled. I sat in the waiting room reading the amazing book I found at that antique store on the road back from burning ma. The one by Gibran-voice of the master. I wrote in my journal the masterful eloquence of how he related music to the soul. The metaphor of the flowers and wind and destiny. It felt as if I was reading some of my own poetry just mine being more amateur but the messages the same. Another person, like Rilke whom I understand and who understands me, just decades apart. I wish there was someone here now who understands the depth of the tears behind my eyes.

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