Tuesday, April 15, 2014

104. I Love ... Rocks

I didn't used to.
That sounds funny.
But I didn't.

I didn't give them any thought,
one way or another.

Then Newfoundland came into our lives.
The Rock.
It is.

And it's absolutely fascinating -
the formations,
the different colours,
the artfulness.

The first rock I fell for in Newfoundland
was on the site of 'Random Passage'
in New Bonaventure.

It was a long walk in,
too long for Brian so he waited patiently
at the car for me.
Along the way I spied a cool rock.
I didn't want to lug it around all that time
so I set it aside
with the intention of picking it up on the way back;
sure that I would remember
where I put it.
I wasn't leaving without it 
and spent far too long locating it again,
but I did.

And now,
every time I go to Callahan Cove
I return with a rock.
A little boy out there once questioned me
with great concern
'WHY do you have ROCKS in your kitchen?'

Because I Love Rocks I told him.
He said I was weird.

Monday, April 14, 2014

103. I Love .... memorable meals.

They don't have to be fancy.
At all.

It can be the simplest thing,
but it can be etched
into my senses.

The smell, the taste, the sound,
the ambiance, the people.

I often remember a trip
or a time
by 'where we ate'.
It goes like ...
'THAT was the time we ate at ....
or 'had the ....'

I was amazed to learn that both Brian and I
have the same 
'Most Memorable Meal'.
We have eaten a LOT of meals
in the 43 years we've been together.
A lot of great meals.

It was in 1975
on a table set up in a lady's livingroom
in a tiny apartment that overlooked
the square in a tiny village in Jamacia.
I can't even remember the name of it,
but I can see it,
and I can smell it and taste it.

It was not a restaurant, it was her home.
We had to order our meal the day before
and she went to the market and bought the stuff
and cooked it up in her tiny kitchen.
The table was the size of a card table.
Her two little children,
about six and eight,
served the food.
I had flying fish
and never have I tasted or appreciated
anything better.

A memorable meal
does not have to be in a fancy restaurant,
with a fancy chef.
It just has to be
memorable.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

102. I Love ... our little hollow.

Back when I spent a lot of time
in the Outside World,
which I actually don't anymore;
I used to have a
physically 'lightened' feeling
when I approached
our little hollow;
our little dip in the road.

It was as if every single thing
slowed down;
as if I was entering 
a zone.
As if I was a bird
flying into a nest.

It's as if the trees
that run the length of our property,
are a sentry
to the chaos and uncertainty 
of the world.

Granted,
we create our own chaos
within this perimeter.
As in Life 
anywhere,
it is not always sunshine and roses,
but there is still a safety and comfort.
A spot to breathe.
A spot to hide
if need be.

When I am away,
whether it is for a few days or weeks
or even a few hours,
there is a 
lifting
when I enter
Home Zone.



Saturday, April 12, 2014

101. I Love ... a Hug

I'm a Hugger.
I can't help it.

It's just a natural reaction
to want to embrace someone
I care about.

I love 
to throw my arms around
a friend,
my grandbabes,
my children.

I love
when someone 
does the same to me.

A hug
is a language -
gentle, 
caring;
happy,
sympathetic,
welcoming,
silly,
fun,
energy.

A transfer of
Love
 without words.


Friday, April 11, 2014

100. I Love ... my Locket

It was a gift for our third anniversary,
a gold chain with 
a gold heart locket
that opens.

It is
without a doubt
my favourite piece of jewellery.

I wear it constantly.
It has seldom left my neck
in 37 years.
On the rare occasion that I have removed it
to wear something else because it 'goes',
I feel naked.

On our 25th Anniversary, 
Brian gave me a gold chain with a diamond,
and to be honest,
I thought ... why?
What a waste - I won't wear it - 
I only want my locket.
I lost the diamond and chain.
I think it was inevitable
because I needed to get my locket back 
where it belonged.

Every one of my children,
every one of my grandchildren ...
ten little people
whose eyes have gone directly to that spot
from the minute they could focus,
whose tiny hands have reached for it -
that is what that locket is to me.

The chain has been repaired more than once
because they use it as a handle,
they grab hold and pull.

And every one of them has asked me to
'Open It'.
And every one has been concerned 
that there is nothing in it.

'But...'
I tell them -
'there IS'.

I tell them it is FULL.
It is my magic heart
FULL of LOVE
with unending room for
More.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

99. I Love ... an eloquently written book.

I am totally in awe
of what some heads and hearts
can do with the written word.

I love
to read words
that have been put together
so eloquently,
so gracefully,
it is like a musical instrument
is being played;
it is like a picture is being painted
where colour and texture
transforms a blank page.

I will read a line over
and wonder
how they were able to put
words together
like that.

It is often not the story
that grips me,
makes me value and appreciate
the novel or essay,
but the words themselves,
so finely crafted
that they etch their way into
my heart,
my soul,
my memory.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

98. I Love ... an organized Studio

Oh man,
I make a mess when I'm creating.
I pull out everything.
Paints, tools, glue, fabric, wire, wood
needles, pencils, embellishments.
Everything I make takes a LOT of
Stuff,
and I get it ALL out at once.

My studio looks like,
as my Mother used to say -
'a cyclone hit it'.

Before I get into a new project,
I take a few hours and re-group.
I put everything back where it belongs.
And as I do, I say -
sometimes even out loud -
'a place for everything';
I don't need to say the rest ...
'and everything in its place'.

I am actually well organized
when I take the time to be.

As I put it all back
in its place;
I always, always
discover
something unexpected,
something very cool,
something I had forgotten
all about.

That,
most often becomes
 the catalyst,
the seed
that starts the next
creation.

Being able
to see what you have
can do that.