What an interesting month it's been - interesting as in may you live in these times. I can't flog myself that I haven't blogged - this is called now here as a prayer, a path, an exercise - unbelievable how hard it is. I know females are trained to be tuned in to the needs of others but the end result can be the silence from within. Walking now here is about hearing / feeling / acting from the moment - within and without, to ride the flow between those.
Bodysurfing.
So - I find certain times of the Wheel of the Year strong for writing - certain times not. I've been walking the neighborhood, walking to a client's office downtown, walking up and down my back steps to water my garden. Since Mother's Day I've been re/reading Her Mother's Daughter by Marilyn French - a difficult read, as you can imagine, but so profound. I've started the Monday poem group, where some friends near and far find a poem in their email box on Monday mornings. I've been buddy blogging a great artist, Fran Welch, a beautiful soul who can now teach me a few things about typepad. I have a steady five clients and a monthly math puzzle from friend Anne.
But mostly this month has been about BigSis, who had surgery 4 May and is now home. WHAT AN AMAZING WOMAN!!! Two major surgeries in five months, with chemo in between. And this surgery was nine hours and multitasking - removing part of her liver and reversing the colostomy she had. She's as exhausted as she should be, and I was able to be with her truly terrific son, my favorite nephew (FN), the weekend of the surgery and with both of them for a week after she got home. And let's give a shoutout to my Mom, another AMAZING WOMAN, who was with BigSis from the admit desk to check out fourteen days later, then at home with her and active eight year old diabetic grandson til I got there six days later, who's been the mainstay for BigSis during this whole tunnel she's in.
I see the light - I feel strong she's on the road to clear scans and cancer free years. White light, white light, white light.
My clients have been so very kind - it's hard to have your bookkeeper gone two weeks out of the month. And Suzee the laptop is the bomb. She now holds my poetry files as well as client files and a growing music and photo library. Yay iBook.
This month we look forward to Be's 21st birthday bash at friend Shay's farm - family / friends coming from near and far. 
here's FN at Fun Day at his school - no more Field Day!
our lovely city, photo by my lovely daughter
And a moment of overwhelming magick in a magickal time - before taking myself to the neighborhood 5 Points diner for breakfast and needing an easy-to-carry read, I pulled a paperback copy of To Be Young, Gifted & Black by Lorraine Hansberry from the shelves for re/reading. Hansberry's birth certificate is reproduced in the book - and Sat 19 May was her 77th birthday - and I sat there with her autobiography in my hands on 19 May.
Readers, I put the book down. It has been with me since, and I'm re/reading it slowly, but mostly I love the photo on the front, the title, the feeling it gives me to remember the gift that was that moment.
Now here to be here now.
This made me cry a little. I'm so lucky that you're my sister.
Posted by: terrilynn | June 13, 2007 at 03:58 PM