5:53 Starbucks – Hill Street, Santa Monica – Marine Layer sunrise-not.
What was that dream? Whatever it was, I didn’t like it. But so many dreams I don’t like when I wake up, reveal interesting things when examined in the light of day. Which is coming forth right now. Marine layer, shmarine layer.
What can I create for my life? What intention shall I bring to the retreat this week end? Wait, my attitude is that creating an intention is hoping for an outcome and that the point of this work is to stay OPEN, not attached. Sounds like the dream attitude. Not liking it when I’m in it, seeing God’s message there only AFTER – in hindsight.
Maybe the whole point of life is to see the both/and instead of the either/or. To see life’s wholeness, the perfection in its is-ness. FIP (fantasy in progress) trying to explain the un-explainable. It’s good, it’s bad, it’s black, no, it’s white. All fades to gray or is that silver?
OK somewhere in here, right in the murky waters…not to embrace anxiety but to see anxiety for what it is – one fleeting feeling among many possibilities. No more, no less solid nor fleeting than joy or sorrow, confusion or clarity. Life is right here at the last drop of a second cuppa coffee. No sun shine – yet. It’s coming, I’m sure. Thank You God for these murky thoughts in Santa Monica on a perfect Thursday June 3, 2010 at 6:40.
You would have loved the bright and shining sunrise over Lake Michigan this morning, Darlene. It was a bright and beautiful day in Chicago. It never climbed much over 70 degrees and the sky was a clear and stunning blue--the azure blue of the Mediterranean. As I walked toward Red Robin to meet a friend I noted the absence of clouds, only a sharp white con trail split the sky. It looked like a beautiful blue bolt of fabric, which your Mom would have loved, with a bright white slash through it!!! Beautiful in its own way.
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