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Again I ask myself, how is it I can forget again and again? Is it for the joy of telling myself this time I can hold it, let it be my Spirit itself? To flounder and struggle, when floating is the only way.
It is this “Do without Doing” that cannot be explained and is the key to unlocking that door that opens to the sweet little cottage wherein we can dwell without effort.
Today is being brought to you by beauty. Just some timeout for beautiful things…the light as it beacons across the room and sprinkles itself into time, the butterfly wings, the whisper of love from long ago…
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Some folk observe the solstice over three days.
For three days the sun will appear to stand still, each of the days equally long. The word solstice is derived from the Latin sol (“sun”) and sistere (“to stand still”), because at the solstices, the Sun’s declination appears to “stand still”; that is, the seasonal movement of the Sun’s daily path (as seen from Earth) pauses at a northern or southern limit before reversing direction.
Pic by: Greg Morgan
Zeus is still with me, never to depart. I cancelled the meeting with his prior mum. I told her that I had searched my heart and did not think we should put him through both of us here and in essence make him choose between us. It felt cruel. I also shared with her all of the expenses we’d been through to deal with his making-crystals issues, operation, etc. She did agree and asked only that I send her gobs of photos of him all of the time. Of course. The other thing which I did not say was that her pain with her current losses would not be eliminated through getting Zeus back. Life is like that, and these days it seems to be handed out in buckets full. Maybe her true pain is related to giving up Baby Z in the first place. I can’t imagine how she did so. Especially since she had him from the time he was 4-weeks old. Yes he was her baby. But she chose to give him up and keep the dog (it was not working out & the dog was new). As for how things are working out here, Lizzy Fig, aka LL Cool Fig is relegated to the back area of the apartment. Baby Z has the front area. They do not get along. Although I do keep trying with controlled visitations. We go on in our fashion.
Last week and weekend were hell with my dearly loved sister-in-law passing away from cancer. She and I were texting and sending notes and photos to the very end. It is a devastating loss. Another part of my past and my life falling away. I don’t understand how everyone else gets to die. I don’t want to be the cheese left standing alone. *sigh*
I have gotten back to the pool and am going three times a week. This is out of desperate need as I’ve gotten exhausted and seem to have no reserves to pull from. Yes, it may all be psychological but nonetheless physical strength is part of the foundation.
VALIS. I’ve gotten back to Philip K Dick and am rereading Valis. After I will read the two others in the trilogy which I just purchased: The Divine Invasion and The Transmigration of Timothy Archer. This is going quite well, something I did need to get back to. (Fortification continues.)
And yes, I still need to get out more agent queries for “Last House.” Happening today. Right after I complete this…right now…now…here we go…
The WOW Factor!
Every year from late May to early June, tens of thousands of synchronous fireflies gather in swarms and put on a breathtaking light show at Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
Synchronous fireflies are one of at least 19 species of fireflies that live in the park but are one of only a couple species in North America whose individuals are known to synchronize their flashing light patterns. 
Photo courtesy of Jonathan Hoomes
This must be just incredible! And now I am starting a Bucket List tho I’d never believed in such things. Now must I not only begin one, but this goes to the very top! Imagine the joy to see such a thing.
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