– and a heart that wants to be true –
We’re back from visiting Lea et al and seeing Birch and Chorus and family. As always, hanging out with them was relaxing and easygoing and fun.
Still don’t have much to say, though. I might start writing again, and I might not. Right now the answer is not.
You are breakfasty, like a pile of pancakes on a Sunday morning that have just the right amount of syrup, so every bite is sweet perfection and not a soppy mess. You are a glass of orange juice that’s cool, refreshing, and not overly pulpy. You are the time of day that’s just right for turning the pages of a newspaper, flipping through channels, or clicking around online to get a sense of how the world changed during the night. You don’t want to stumble sleepily through life, so you make a real effort to wake your brain up and get it thinking. You feel inspired to accomplish things (whether it’s checking something off your to-do list or changing the world), but there’s plenty of time for making things happen later in the day. First, pancakes.
Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there.
- Otomo No Yakamochi
PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): Whether or not you’re a Catholic, I recommend a good stiff dose of confession for you. It’s the most effective action you can take to clear out your psychic congestion and prepare the way for an influx of cathartic realizations. So find someone who won’t judge you for your so-called sins, and tell him or her about things you’ve done in the past year that make you feel squeamish or guilty. If there is no such person, confess to a beloved animal, a favorite tree, a passing cloud, or the morning sun.
It’ll have to be my kitties. We don’t have too many other people to talk to. Thank goodness my kitties are good listeners!