Haiku No. 285: On Being Tired

there is a crack

Tiredness fills the cracks

Where the light’s supposed to be.

Maybe tomorrow……

By Deborah E. Dayen

Image by Susan Kendal, via Google Images.  Quote by Leonard Cohen

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Haiku No. 173: Where Light Cannot Reach (8 Parts)

where-light-cannot-see

You were ev’rything
To me. Sun, moon, heat, light and
Shadow. Also that.

Where light could not reach
You crept, with distorted truth
Filling the dark space.

Dazzling me, like light
I could not discern, at first.
I dreamed it was real.

You laughed, suffusing
Darkness disguised with strange glow
Sorrowful aching.

It’s taken me time
To eradicate your gloom
You’re strong in your fear.

But only light can
destroy the darkness, so go.
You can’t hurt me now.

You also can’t change
My belief in love’s power.
Still, I can see you.

Love needs no reason
to be unconditional.
Always, and all ways.

Busy, Staying in the Light

Light-at-end-of-tunnel

Busy busy day.  I’m now on the couch watching Will Smith in “Focus”, back to blogging.  🙂

Washed all the downstairs windows and glass doors on the inside.  It was too cold to try to do the outside.  It’s going to snow tonight.  But they look nice, even without the outside glass having been cleaned.  Plus I did a couple loads of laundry, ran to the store for a few things. Oh, got my kitchen counters cleaned. One of the counters is part of an L wider that the rest, and kind of separates my kitchen from the eating area. It could fit bar stools if I used it that way, but it is where everything ends up.

I tried to price up a new door for my fireplace.  It looks like they are between $250 and $400.  However, I cannot figure out how what I’m buying. My fireplace door has a bunch of parts to it, I can’t tell what I’d be replacing, I can’t for the life of me figure out how the old one comes out and the new one goes in. I took a flashlight, looked up inside the fireplace at the back side of it, and all I got for my efforts was really dirty.

I will need some help with this. I think I’ll have to borrow my BFF’s husband to help me out with it.

I talked to a guy about enrolling for Medicare. I will need to do that in the next month, even if I choose to stay on my company’s insurance. So I’m meeting with him Wednesday night.

Busy busy. I’m beat tonight. Fell asleep on the couch already once before dinner.

Speaking of which, my son wanted tacos, and so made them for us. With very little intervention from me. I just cut up some onions and peppers. He did the rest. His dad was a really good cook, and I think my son takes to it naturally. Which is nice, for me occasionally.

It’s been a good productive day. There have been thoughts on the periphery, I can’t seem to stop them. I try not to pay too much attention to them though. It’s just energy, I think it’s slowing down. I think it got stirred by the medium Friday night. All the excitement about the house. I found I kind of wished I could share it, momentarily. Until the tunnel vision of one moment turns cinematic, and I see the whole big picture.

Nope. Keeping that door closed on my end. The momentary fun and relief would soon be overshadowed by the darkness he spreads over everyone and everything.. I’m too much in the light to go back there.

I think I’ll go soak my hands in lavender essential oil paraffin wax that I’ve been melting down all afternoon.

Love and light everyone.