Thursday, September 19, 2013
Thursday's go like this
'morning journal ~ blank page, basil plant, green tea with lemon, black and white striped dress'
Thursday's go like this: (or at least this particular one anyway)
A small and perfect (in the smallest of perfect ways) Caffè Americano with the man who makes me loopy with his smile. (in Westview village at 'Bean around the World) Before a meeting. Which went very well.
A most beautiful trek up the mountain and alongside a winding river with Lucy and Roxy. The air was milky alabaster ribboning with lemon rose and I gently placed a scoop of conifer fragrance in my pocket to take back home.
In my morning journal pages I described conversations with my father whom I miss terribly (it's his birthday tomorrow); there were descriptions of the sound of the swaying trees at night and the magnificent hugeness of the mountains right at the end of my street and the enormously wonderful windows in my house that are very old (1941?) and seem to have a strange and exquisite violet tint; my journal has a plain craft paper cover and sturdy pages the shade of Venice Lace. In these pages I can turn over my feelings, softly, unfoldingly, and start over every day.
Sometimes when I begin all my words are drenched in shade but by the end...sunlight inevitably trails my pen in rivulets abounding. I feel obscure wonder.
I think...I think my journal reminds me daily that endings are always beginnings one way or another. I feel free and vulnerable all in one breath with each word released.
Anyway. Later. There was brown rice and roasted beets and garlic cloves with sea salt and olive oil. And also later I changed into a skirt the color of faded butter with a magenta t-shirt. I think I fell asleep on the couch reading a book but I'm not sure. And if I woke up ~ I woke up to something stirring that was still faint and undeciphered from perhaps a dream.
Outside the window I can see Dahlia's bobbing alongside an old wooden fence in the neighbors garden ~ merrily, suddenly.
All in all a most small and perfect Thursday, as Thursday's go.
How was yours? What did you do?!
posted by madelyn at 5:24 PM