Me Explorer

January 7, 2004

Sneezles

and snuffles. That’s what today is made of.

My daughter, Ms. Falling Off the Verge into the Very Pools of Puberty herself, got today off courtesy of a parental decision. However, instead of doing what I would have done given the same option, she decided to bribe me into allowing her to come to work with me today. So she is seated at the next cubicle where there is a handy dandy computer available for browsing and general “keep yourself occupied while Mom attempts to work” sorts of activities.

With any luck, I will be going away next week. Wednesday through Saturday. Think positive thoughts please. As I put in for vacation time on those days a couple of months ago, if for any reason my companion cannot make it, I think I will still go, use it as a time of retreat and spiritual and emotional rest and reflection. A mini mental health vacation. Although I still believe I shall be doing that with my companion. Winter is such a grim season though; it always affects my general outlook. I hope to be snuggling warmly away from everything and everyone but her; us. I do ramble, don’t I?

Perchance …

Shall I pack my dreams in the suitcase
the one I bought in Dublin
along with toiletries and such clothing
as the middle of a week can spare

If hopes were wings I would be with you now
but I am tethered here and must wait
even as wisps of winter doubt blow
as I wonder if this extra time
might have to evaporate into the ether
atmosphere of impossibility

So much tumbling through me
questions and possibly answers too
take me now to Atlantis
there to discover treasures
lost lore and sirens’ sheet music

Holding gloved hands
how we could defy the odd despair
the somber tales told by bare branches
diminished distant anemic sunlight

The joy when I heard the plan
don’t you see the gift you gave me
still alive and glowing like a hearth fire
though I await circumstances’ unfolding

Dream of possibilities
and I in faith will pack them in my luggage
it expands because it came with me
from an expansive and generous place
our Countess lifts me into courage so I say only
good night Brave Heart

noko

January 8, 2004

I think Fed Ex handles best wishes…I’ll get some off presently. 🙂 Stay as well as you all can.

Smiling at noko’s note .. yep, and the fed ex gals are cuter than the ups guys ; ) Ahem, sincerely wish for your special gal to be well and the visit to go as planned. Wish good health for you and family too. Including that lucky teen at the computer nearby : ) Hugs

Zenith

I listen to people on her talking of winter doldrums and cant imagine it.. Here it is hot all year round.. the seasons are Hot and REALLY Hot! Currently it is REALLY hot.. max. temps around 42C (107F)..I get pale in summer.. too hot to go out much! The idea of feeling low and just wanting to snuggle up with someone you love and keep warm sounds very inviting to me!

The Rickster

Thinking positive thoughts for next week….:)

glitter & wings.

:o) xoxo,

*hugs* i like companion, it’s such a nice word. -Colette

Singing Nun

I’m so excited for you & your “companion”. You must tell us of your plans. Will you stay in the city or venture out? Positive thoughts being sent your way!

Armiel

*thinks postive thoughts* Me likey when you ramble… 😉

daisymayhem

Oh this puts me in the mood to pack a suitcase!! You do ramble well!!!

Ultimatepoem

I’m honestly tired, and need only to say that i missed you in my absence. *many kisses…very sweet ones* how i’ve missed you. The morrow will bring more words from me. until then sweetest dreams.

Freewind

As always, sweetie, your poetry touches everyone who reads it. I am so glad that active motherhood is behind me. My granddaughter, Erica is going through that and her father, my son, is worried as heck. I remember those feelings. Sunny winter days to you, Cathy! Hugs,

Nectar

sending you all the warmest positive thoughts for next week…huggs you warmly lovely lady

Starr418

January 9, 2004

Hope you get feeling better, a cold is going through all of here.. worried bout the little neighbor girl as her mom just rushed her to the doctor, throwing up and problems breathing.. could be that nasty flu *frowns*

i so hope you will be able to go away on your retreat. and that’s what i’m calling it ~ a retreat. a time to reflect, relax, and enjoy. *smiles* when i go to ireland, i will have to buy a suitcase in dublin. *smiles*

Torin

January 12, 2004

“Christopher Robin had wheezles and sneezlesThey bundled him into his bed…” That’ll be going through my head all day now. With a shrug…