Fall ~ bellowing scarlet and tangerine this morning! I am completely delirious with the mad beauty of it all, so after yoga and after a most glorious soak in the hot tub (whilst pearly West coast raindrops danced upon my head) I puttered into the kitchen, put on some Tamar Korn and made a pot of Earl Gray Tea to enjoy on the front steps. (I was in a London Fog sort of mood so I added steamed soya milk and vanilla beans and a dollup of honey which makes all the difference in the world as everyone knows)
I am currently working on a miracle which is not the easiest thing in the world to do (as everyone knows) You see, I just found out that my beautiful home that I am renting is about to go up for sale which reduced me to a puddle of tears most of yesterday as I ADORE this house very much. It is a happy home, a beautiful home and the trees in the garden love my poetry almost as much as I cherish their dear presence and good humor. Blackberry crumbles smell good in this house, dogs fall asleep happily dreaming by the fireside in this house, friends of my children love to show up for breakfast unannounced in this house.
It is a very good house.
But after a whole day of crying it occurred to me that the wise words of my dear friend Jen Gray contained a mustard seed of wisdom when she wrote 'you are a miracle' in response to my petition for a miracle on face book.
I myself am a miracle. And dear Walt Whitman would agree on this one.
So, on this blustery, bellowing Autumn day I will surrender to the mystery, the magic, the long brown path of the open road before me, leading wherever I choose. And I choose a path which leads to a beautiful, sunny, spirited home to contain all the love that is so abundant in my life.
spilling my bright, incalculable soul (ee cummings)
pst! some bountiful, beauteous Fall loveliness for your viewing pleasure