Saturday, May 21, 2011
made a new friend yesterday
ok. this isn't actually her but of course i didn't have the camera so here's her internet twin.coming home yesterday and there's a poor painted turtle jaywalking across hall ave., heading south.
"she'll never make it! let's go back!"
so a quick loop around the block and i hop out of the car, ready to rescue. and then i'm scuttling along the curb after the turtle, she running for her life, me making girly attempts to pick her up.
finally wrestled her into the car and headed for the river.
she's terrified, flailing around in a panic as i hold her by the shell over my lap. i'm sure she could sense that i wasn't a trained turtle handler, that i was also a little terrified.
but at least i didn't PEE MY PANTS like she did. i almost made it to the river without getting wet!
"puppies and turtles, ev. they love your lap!" he laughed.
i sent her down the hill to the river, then went home and washed my clothes and hands.
we have another thing to laugh about now.
thank you, incontinent turtle.....!!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
the power of clothing
why is it that some days i don an outfit and feel less graceful than the lady on the left, but on another day can put on the same getup and feel like the black swan, or at the very least like the creature on the right?which is truly remarkable because i have legs that are nowhere near the length of hers.
the thighs are spot on, though...
Monday, May 2, 2011
another thin place experience
alone, traveling home close to midnight, off the beaten path, no moon.
driving on auto-pilot while meditating on those i love. praying, in other words.
suddenly a flash of white caught in the high beams as a barn owl, on its own solitary
night journey, swooped over the dark road ahead.
its heart-shaped face turned toward me for just an instant, and in that moment i felt that
intense flood of peace that comes from being in a thin place, where heaven and earth
are experienced at the same time.
there is no drug, legal or otherwise, that can safely mimic that feeling.
whatever physiologic changes it causes cannot be replicated in a lab, distillery, or back field.
there is such a thing as a natural high.
and angels do have wings....
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