love your life
Thursday, July 31, 2014
a forest of cosmos fronds / my own strawberries / first year for lots & lots of sunflowers - very thrilling / Miss Itsy Bitsy Betty loves the help (?) me in the garden / love cosmos, no white this year (sad face) / windowsill cat pillow with geranium / IBB posing / poppies another favourite / our sweet Bleet also in his 16th year / purple lavender potted love / a blue blue wild thing / my cat, my cat I adore him - pretty fancy office eh ? / cherry tomatoes / scarlet runner beans / Me & my girl Miss Winnie Dixon on our on morning walk / my little raised bed garden plot ... mostly flowers ;-) / lobelia / green bean blossoms & more handsome cosmos
It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living. Because we are alone with the unfamiliar presence that has entered us; because everything we trust and are used to is for a moment taken away from us; because we stand in the midst of a transition where we cannot remain standing.
That is why the sadness passes: the new presence inside us, the presence that has been added, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is no longer even there, - is already in our bloodstream. And we don't know what it was. We could easily be made to believe that nothing happened, and yet we have changed, as a house that a guest has entered changes. We can't say who has come, perhaps we will never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters us in this way in order to be transformed in us, long before it happens.
And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to life than that other loud and accidental point of time when it happens to us as if from outside. The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own, the more it becomes our fate. Rainer Maria Rilke
love your life ... though there is much to be sad about, there is also SO much to love ...
* a sweet Buster the dog update - he's still at the vet being watched & tested f0r various potential senior abused dog ailments. He had several large growths under his chin and near where his much too tight collar was digging into his flesh. If he has something terminal-cancer he will be euthanized but if not he will soon have a foster home where he will live out the rest of his days in comfort & hopefully joy. It's obvious that he did not have much socialization with people though he is calm & gentle. He's eating, sleeping, drinking and being fussed over. I originally, in my overly emotional rescuer state, volunteered our home as a potential foster home, now that a few days have passed I realize that may not be the best solution but if they can't find a home for him he'll be coming to live with Winnie & Sam, Doug & Me & the rest of the crew.
Posted by Susan