So, here I am. Back here with all of you. Doing my mission, here. Trying to teach love.If I could do one thing I think might make a difference, it would be to say we all have the responsibility to ourselves and to other humans find awareness for our species. Oh. And not KILL each other in the process.
Memorial Day is the day people set aside to remember the veterans who fought in the various wars the U.S. was engaged in, and despite my personal feelings regarding the reasons, I want to honor the men and women who put their lives on the line for what they were sure was a just cause.
We generally celebrate their memory with a 3-day weekend, getting family and friends together to enjoy one another’s company at the beach, on the picnic grounds, and in various activities aside from the occasional visit to the gravesites of our passed.
Students and workers alike look forward to this event, and make copious plans to fill every moment with new memories, as has always been since the holiday was put into effect since before the turn of the century.
For me, it’s kind of poignant, as I was celebrating my love for and with Lora, the light of my life. We spent the day at the Cajun Blues Festival in Simi Valley, eating the designated fare, and dancing together to Zydeco music. It was a joy to be with her, and great to look through the various vendors booths, as we bought clothes to use in our stage shows, as “Aesop’s Foibles”, our storytelling duo.
Evening came, and as we crossed the street, still dancing, the sun was shining brightly to enjoy Daylight Savings Time, my favorite time of the year. Then, suddenly, at 7:30 P.M., it got very dark. Then, very light, again. Only now, I was no longer human. At least not kind I’d seen in the mirror for 42 years.
We were some kind of being, playing amongst the ice crystals together, then animals, of some sort I still can’t describe, then birds flying about the trees, then just the trees, and nothing. And never happier, together.
Then, one day (no time-space constraints, here) she just smiles at me and pushes me back from her. THAT’S when I saw her wings. OH.
Okay. I get it. Going back. Without you. Wow.
Well, it’s all part of a ‘bigger picture’, huh? Okay…
Life is kinda fleeting, to begin with…
Enjoy your Holiday, and remember to love each other, while you CAN.