Nearly an entire year has passed me by and I haven't felt compelled to write a single blog... until now
Can my life really be so uneventful? Do I truly have nothing to say? Maybe, maybe not
My sweet male cat died in October (I am heartbroken)... my brother came to visit me (I hadn't seen him in two years)... my employers are only scheduling me to work one day a week (with no explanation)... a long-time friend abruptly ended our friendship without warning (it was upsetting at the time, but now I'm grateful and I wish her well)... there is so much hostility in the world (people are dying)...
But all is not lost -- well, except for a few pounds, which is a good thing -- and I am hoping to sell some jewelry or some possessions I no longer need (but that won't pay the bills)... I'm still trying to work on my stories, hoping to get something published...
And I am slowly getting organized (too slow, I'm afraid), trying to detach and get rid of some "stuff" I've "collected" over the years...there's too much and it's stressing me out...
I'm actually ashamed that I haven't done more with my life -- written a book, or a song, or created a unique work of art -- and yet...
I've helped friends in their time of need... I've given support to those who were sad or troubled... I've made someone laugh when they needed a lift... These are all things I want to do, and am always willing and able to do, without compensation... but mostly I want to leave a little something behind when it's time for me to go, and now that I'm older I realize I am literally running out of time... so here's a little rhyme about time... and space... and the meaning of Life
There isn't a tried-and-true road map for Life
The paths are all rocky and steep
But I will keep going, through trauma and strife
'Til the Cosmos sings me to sleep
Oh, there's always something -- a means to an end --
That we believe we're meant to do
Meaningful mysteries, mistakes to mend
Life offers us puzzles, not clues
So raise up your glasses and sing me a song
Keep looking for your heart's desire
If I see you've fallen, I'll help you along
We'll all find a place by the fire
