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It’s been a long time

The last time I posted here it was as an announcement for a book I wrote called Finding Nine.  At the time I told myself and others the book was not about the son I lost.  And in fact it was inspired during a road trip with his daughter long before he was even ill.  My loyal readers though seemed to know the truth while I continued to find pleasure as I continued to write surrounded by my own denial.  The kind of denial that stays with a mother long after her child has died.

This month I’m once again writing in the NaNoWriMo 50,000 word count rough draft challenge.  As I write it comes to me there is no way for me as a newbie writer to write anything that I do not know.  So in goes an overheard conversation, a detail taken out of my own life, a stolen vignette from someone else’s, a piece or many pieces of my son’s story.  His life, who he was, who I wanted him to be, the man he became.  Little bits and pieces here and there making up for his absence in my real life.  In fiction he is always by my side.  I write in a character by his name during the rough draft, changed later on.  But while I write it is him who comes to life on the page, or parts of him mixed in with someone of my imaginings.

He is beside me. This is what I forgot recently while I sat ensconced in the weight of misery.  Putting off writing until I felt lighter and less alone.  But he is here, right here with his voice whispering details in my ear.  Thank you Jason, Write on!

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Somedays with Suki, 100 Happy days – day 3

For the past two days I’ve been scrubbing the house. Making it all clean and shiny so when a realtor comes tomorrow they’ll say “oh wow this house shines”! And then they will tell me it is worth far more than I ever thought and our retirement will be settled. My yard work and cleaning has left me sore and stiff. Gardening, washing floors, vacuuming, hauling trash and moving furniture all take a toll on this body. My work almost complete I sat down out on the deck to read a few pages of a book, have a coffee and put my feet up. Immediately I note there is a presence in the yard, the stealthy movement through the perennial garden has captured the attention of my dog, Cozy. She is making soft whimpering sounds while she tracks the slow, smooth, shape that sashays through the growth. We both know what is there but wait for Tibble the cat, to languidly make his way out into the open. There he rolls and lays stretching out in the sun; looking up to tease the dog on the deck above, from the safety of the ground below. This is what I love. A day in the sun laughing at my helpless Cozy as she lays crying in frustration on the deck or racing along the railing, watching every movement all the while wanting to give that cat a chase. Laughing out loud I put my book down, fold my hands around the warmth of the coffee cup, lift my face to the sun and just enjoy the moment. To look for the happy moment of the day and then to find it too; This is the life!
There is no way to happiness, happiness is the way…

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Day 25, kale 4 sale

Before painting my “kale 4 sale”, me and my dog spread out on a little bed we primarily use for reading, meditation and afternoon naps. Feeling a bit maudlin after days of living in the past and with worries about the future I needed to get back to the present, and on track with focus to the here and now. While meditating I had an epiphany, imagination happens in the moment, creativity happens right now, not in all the futures of the days ahead but right now. Recognizing my slip, out of the here and into the “there” fills me with gratitude. I deeply need the effect of this meditation to carry me into the future while I live day to day; for my epiphany to take root protecting me from further transgressions. Kale 4 sale was done in the moment and through my eyes is the most creative and imaginative I’ve been all week. I love it…
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Day 3 – My Mini Masterpiece

Today when I settled down to paint I knew exactly what would happen when I began.  With the knowledge of my own permission given yesterday I was excited and happy to stick with the old and familiar “field of dreams”.  And there was a time when farm life appealed to me and I suppose that is why fields are my go to place.  I was given some lovely little page marker post its, with birds or bees, dragons flys, a heart or and a key at one end.  Clipping off the featured bird I pressed it into the corner of my mini masterpiece turning it into a piece I feel quite at home with.  Adding the branch and fruit was a stretch for me but it seems to have worked too.  My session with the cards this day was a free flow of pleasure.  And as I had imagined, a perfect meditation.  All my worries fell away and allowed me to be in the moment, for the moment.  All the while I felt the glow of Jason’s presence and my own peacefulness.
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