Thank you everyone for all the anniversary well wishes, they were quite heartening. Today is Palm Sunday and I am at Rockaway Beach in my little house. I like to sit and contemplate these coming days: Palm Sunday, Passover, Good Friday and Easter. I follow the trajectory of these days through the scriptures. My way of moving through this period is not attached to religion but the mystical aspects of human history.
I hope everyone has a beautiful Sunday. It’s extremely windy on the beach but I will bundle up and take a walk. Nothing is more magnificent yet calming than the sound of the sea. I also like to listen to Jerry sing this song, sitting in my favorite chair. Sometimes when I sit in it to read I fall asleep, even if for only a few moments. Then I get up and sit at my desk, with it’s beloved talismans, waiting for me.
🎈I found this entry very interesting, Patti, and especially comforting. . . the chill and comfort of walking along the shore in the wind, with salt in the air and the sound of the water and waves in my ear, a salty lick on the lips with a drip of mucus . . . your photo labeled '🎈everything came from someone🎈' has perhaps given me the means of respectfully and loving move some items I have treasured and collected and brought with me for nearly for my lifetime. When I was abducted at 4 yrs. my leather 'lambie' was taken from me by my abductor so I wouldn't remember where I came from. . . and later in pre-school the silver name bracket that the nun's took from me and never returned - the school was next door to the state prison in Barnstable, Cape Cod, Massachusetts. I've tried to forget and forgive everything my estranged partner and our children have taken and/or destroyed without honoring where they came from - YEs, "everything came from someone" and 'somethings were given to, taken from, or sadly stolen, by someone.' 🎈
No doubt your Rockaway digs is eager to embrace you whenever you come home to it.