who's got you?

"Nobody believes in friendship.

People talk about it,

you see it on TV.

People drop by 

or go to the doctor together.

No one eats alone.

But most people are alone.

Thats the thing about friendship - 

it's a lot rarer than love.

Because there's nothing in it for anybody."

~ From the motion picture "Are You Here"

If that doesn't make you think twice about relationships….

~ L ~

flawed

I've been avoiding 

wearing this "L" necklace 

that I bought myself

because it got twisted around

and I couldn't untangle it.

Days went by

and I stared at the same tangled necklace

in my drawer.

I decided I like it better since it's not so smooth.

It's knot doesn't clot the pathway around my neck.

It's just a flawed beautiful chain with a letter that's

Tangled.

And fitting.

~ L ~

A lesson from the moon

Not surprisingly,

something interesting is happening in the universe tonight.

 During the predawn hours 

of August 13, 2014,

the most anticipated meteor shower of the year 

will be visible in the sky.

The problem?

It will have to compete with an unusually

BRILLIANT MOON

since an extra-full moon occurred just 

two days before the meteors' performance.

A little competition for these shooting stars.

But no worry, the brightest ones will still shine through.

Very impressive, 

night sky,

challenging your particles that collide with our atmosphere to 

overcome and outshine

the brightest moonlight.

We will be watching

and learning from your lesson.

Make light out of darkness.

Make beauty out of destruction.

Collide with our emotions

and help us

set the brightest examples.

Goodnight, Moon.

~ L ~

Ups and Downs and IN-BETWEENS

"The boring stuff is the stuff I remember the most."

~ Russell from the movie UP

Dealing with the ordinary passage of time

is a precious virtue that can only

be learned through experience.

You don't know what an hour feels like

until you've agonized in pain for the entirety of one.

You can't feel a mile 

unless you've limped one with blistered heels.

You can't dread or anticipate the feeling of a broken heart

unless it's been bestowed on you before.

And because of that,

you appreciate the next hour or mile or ordinary day 

with no pain for what it is - 

the beauty of life itself.

The boring in-betweens of pain and euphoria.

The plateaus between the peaks.

This is where the true soul of gratitude lives.

In between the guts and the bones of the good and bad,

the happy and the unhappy,

the milestones and the set-backs.

If the pain and the happiness are the rehearsal,

the exercise of what's in the middle is

the true gift of being in the moment.

Practice this in the finite moments of time

that comprise most of your life.

The Tuesdays,

the Julys,

the noons,

the middles.

~ L ~

take the bull by the horns (repost)

Taking almost a month off of blogging,
it's hard to know where to pick back up.
So many thoughts in my mind
that don't know how to be sorted.

So I decided to look up what I posted exactly a year ago 
at this time and found a post with a lesson
quite fitting for my dilemma:

If you're a regular reader of my posts, you'll know that I have a slight obsession with beginnings and endings, entrances and exits. 

Today is the beginning of August. 

Or shall I say the exit from July?

So what comes to mind to post today is from an excerpt from a book I'm reading. 

"Wild" by Cheryl Strayed. 

A true story. 

A woman, broken in every sense of the word,

Lost, lonely and completely ALONE, 

Decides to give up everything she owns and hike the Pacific Crest Trail from the Mojave Desert to Washington State,

with nothing but a pack and some hiking boots. 

On the 5th day of her three-month journey, 

She encountered a massive Texas Longhorn Bull. 

She closes her eyes as she finds and blows the orange whistle as loud as she can. 

She opened her eyes and and the bull was gone....

"I considered my options. 

There were only two and they were essentially the same. 

I could go back in the direction I'd come from, 

Or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go. 

The bull could be in either direction since I hadn't seen where he'd run once I closed my eyes. 

I could only choose between the bull that would take me back 

And the bull that would take me forward. 

And so I walked on. "

Ah, the choice of going backward or forward....

AND

the power of that choice. 

Every day holds that choice. 

Happy exit into entrance. 

~L