Sunday, 05 August 2012

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    Lifting Up and Moving Beyond

    I remember flying a kite in this sky years back.  Seems a lifetime ago now, but that's the way of things.  We have a certain memory and we hold it like a candle to light the way.  Then pass the candle or blow it out only to reach for another to guide our feet.

    Ghirardelli Square, where I played on the steps around the fountain in my go-go boots.  Where I reflected as I licked ice cream off a cone.  Where I circled that same fountain after coming from a older friend's funeral.  The same place I laughed my head off on a carefree day realizing that I was in love as I sat on those steps with the fountain flowing behind me. And that rainy day walking slowly in the mist holding hands with my man, warmed by a moment by the fountain where I let myself fall into his arms on those steps and just knew that I was going to take a journey in living with him.  

     I looked to the sky each one of those visits.  Always thankful for the opening above me.   Always looking to make the connection more that just here on the ground level of living.  Stretching the possibilities, or lifting the idea.  Reminded my heart that I'm the one who allows the opening and lifting. 

    This trip all five of us were there.  I didn't share my memories as they have their own to gather.  I just let myself slip into a moment to recall and I looked up to the sky.

    Sky's Response 

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