My Dear Sweet Lady D., I beg your pardon with the approach I am going to give my entry this evening. Please do not be irrate with me for going at this in a rat-tat-tat way as I tip-tap-tap along my sharing with you, my Kinfolk, Kindred, and all of my Relations...
...I'm in the blood. Am "in here" tonight and don't want to think too damn much about what I share. I might take issue with this every once and again, because thinking too much/rumination is a problem I have had since I was like maybe three or four years of age. Back when I saw the diffenence and knew the difference but had no one to play interference for me. SO, from that young ripe tender innocent age I threw myself and my entire all-of-me at life with total reckless abandon. If not for my Lil' Mario doing this and that then, I suspect I would not be here today...
...that cute and sweet little innocent remains alive and well and protected sweetly with-in me. Shit, I wonder how many years it took me for me to love who me was. Or is. Sometimes Me, still don't know. Maybe twisted like bread tie, but I know what I mean. Yes? Yes!
Folks, I have gained a hand few pounds during and post hospital stay. I really thought I had lost a few while in Hospital named after my Home State, but Gurls, them steroids have me puffed up like an angry Puffer Fish. Hell, even my lips are beginning to look puffed - and - no, don't even try thinking, "I went to the doctor's today to have my lips enhanced"! Please, if I was going to have anything enhanced it would not have been my lips. Really. Maybe some lipo-suction...
...and yes, I am starting to bug out with this! I do not want the extra few pounds damn it! I want lose the pounds and keep them off these hips. Y que? The hips don't lie honey.
I saw a new doctor today. Will chat about that later. Not now. Please?
I hate that the folks, across the pond just had to smash Amy Winehouse's name one more time. I really didn't want to hear she drank herself to death. Hell! I was so pleased and happy she had no drugs in her system as was reported shortly after her passing. My dear Sweet Amy, how I miss you.
Shortly after arriving from doctors office, I fed my Bird cousins and changed the water in their bath. I so truly enjoy listening to them speak their languages and sing their song's. So often I find a feather left behind as a thank you, their so kind. Over the years we've lived here we have seen generation after generation who come back because they enjoy the peace, love and respect here...
...even the one's passing through know they're all welcomed for a little bite, sip and rest a spell here at the sanctuary.
Speaking of sanctuary, I have never come up with a name for this piece of Earth Mother. The house that sits upon the land is known as "The House of Seven Windows". Perhaps I might consider naming the sanctuary and creating a sign with the name painted on it. Yes, I rather like this idea.
Old Kindred Spirit, I miss you more than I might convey in words. I'll let my Spirit share this with your Spirit. I enjoyed being in your company a week or so ago. My Spirit's were refreshed and my energy felt good seeing you face to face.
Medicine Woman, I miss you and look forward to our next conversation.
My Eye-Who-Lives-Amongst-The-Cherokee, I humble myself at your feet. If I have said or uttered something offensive, please, do not hestitate to check me on it. You are and have always been an important part of my time here. Maybe the passing of time taught me just how important you are to me and how much I do love you. I will be forever indebted to you dearest friend. Way after my last breath has been exhaled you will be a piece of my Spirit that will move on.
I never knew what a boundary was until I was well into my late 20's and early 30-somethings. There was no such thing in my upbringing. No respect for privacy, no respect for one's Circle of Light, and just way too damned many caps placed on potential inner growth or belief systems...
...I am Blessed to have had the lessons taught by teachers and mentors over the past twenty years of breathe. I learned to let go. And let God. I learned from my bride of thirty two years and from both daughters.
To trust. To have faith. To raise my daughters as a passionate human spirit and father who was able to teach, and thus pass on the safety and assurance of boundaries.
Enough said. Enough shared. Thank you Relations, thank you.
Love, peace, and peace, mario
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