Monday, September 14, 2009

Physiology

OK, I am going admit.

Biochemistry.... having only done CXC Biology and A level Chemistry.

Is daunting.

I am good. But I'm not that good.

Very well, First year University it is, sad sad sad.

My degree in 'find x' really does not apply to my chosen profession by any stretch.

I am having difficulty grasping the concepts.

D's sister told me, his was a life well lived.

She herself did a first degree in Chemistry then went back to do Optometry, after a few years teaching.

I concede defeat.

It would be best to start at the beginning.

:(

Friday, September 11, 2009

Age

The death don't age.

4 September will forever be the day that D ceased to create new memories.

44 years.

56 years.......... would have been 67.

Life is like a box filled with sand with gems buried in it.

You dig down and sometimes you uncover a gem.

The bigger the gem is the more work it takes to unearth it.

And if you aren't careful to evenly distribute your efforts you might dig yourself into a hole it is hard to climb out of to see other digging places and in so doing miss other gems.

You can't get them all.

You have to make choices.

My choice is health.

It feels right and intuitive.

Gone to dig.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Mother Earth and Father Time

How very special are we
For just a moment to be
Part of life's eternal rhyme
How very special are we
To have on our family tree
Mother Earth and Father Time

He turns the seasons around
And so she changes her gown
But they always look in their prime
They go on dancing their dance
Of everlasting romance
Mother Earth and Father Time

The summer larks return to sing
Oh, what a gift they give
Then autumn days grow short and cold
Oh, what a joy to live

How very special are we
For just a moment to be
Part of life's eternal rhyme
How very special are we
To have on our family tree
Mother Earth and Father Time

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Thank you

Say good-bye
To not knowing when
The truth in my whole life began
Say good-bye
To not knowing how to cry
You taught me that

And I'll remember
The strength that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember
The way that you saved me
I'll remember

Inside
I was a child
That could not mend a broken wing
Outside
I looked for a way
To teach my heart to sing

And I'll remember
The love that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember
The way that you changed me
I'll remember

I learned
To let go
Of the illusion that we can possess
I learned
To let go
I travel in stillness

And I'll remember
Happiness
I'll remember
(I'll remember)
(I'll remember)

And I'll remember
The love that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember
The way that you changed me
I'll remember (I'll remember)

No I've never been afraid to cry
Now I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)
No I've never been afraid to cry
And I finally have a reason why
I'll remember (I'll remember)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Last Day

I feel old.

Time is a gift.

But in this world, witnessing violation takes a toll on our souls.

My soul feels, tired.

Time is tempered by waves.

Laughter, bright eyes looking back at having finally seen focus.

On Saturday I return to ALTA to retrain.

The stories of some of my students are heartbreaking.

But at least for two hours, after childhoods of pain.

We honestly do try to create an environment

feel secure
can try things out in safety
needs are being meet in ways relevant and appropiate
are actively involved and engaged
see and experience they are welcomed
respected as adults and individuals in their own right

And it works, and none of us are paid.

We all volunteer our time to do this, this my third year giving of myself.

I truly hope that this attempt to turn the volunteer work into a day job, by switching to an allied health profession pans out.

Because after eight years in the financial industry.

With a pension liability that has been gambled away and pocketed.

The social fabric of our society is going to need help to cope with the anger and violence,

created by GREED.