Tuesday, June 28, 2005

 

Tuesday June 28, 3005 – Year 3, Day 100 - basking in sunshine

+10C, raining, gloomy skies, more rain, more rain, more rain
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gutters ran like mini-creeks, connecting spillways between streets ran like rivers & low spots were pooling [a.k.a. lakes] swirls of mud as we walked ‘very much alone’ in heavy rain – Gusta the wonder water dog loving every minute
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when I began writing these musings I found I would often write from a perspective of ‘wanting to entertain & provide something’ – my mentors & many of you wisely counseled me to abandon that self serving perspective
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in time I learned readers preferred to witness my efforts to understand, my quest for answers & my appreciation of things I learn because they were often grasping at the same straws I was – looking for the learning in life’s events rushing by
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I often find – as I do today – a dark thought or two, a flitting bit of ‘downer-think’ creeping in; yet however dark & dreary a day can be [today surely a good example] I am heartened by lots of memories of dark moments turning into blazing sunshine, of icy cold realities melting because of a seed sown, an idea nurtured or kindness of a friend – or kindness of a stranger
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I was thinking [pining] last night about my trip to Maui; remembering the warm sunshine – remembering more fondly the beach walks & meeting people than I did the golf – though that was ostensibly the reason for the trip . . .hmmmm ?
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golf never happened yesterday & surely won’t today – another day to spend working on a business plan & fielding calls stretches out in front of me
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I had 2 great calls; 1 message last night from the much traveled LL back in town & touching base + 1 from Carla this morning confirming she is coming down this weekend
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ahh, my sunshine showed up !
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Mark

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