A L O H A From Honolulu!
It's a funny thing about life,
once you begin to take note
of the things
you are grateful for,
you begin to lose sight of the
things that you lack.
Germany Kent
If you are in a bad mood
go for a walk. If
you are still
in a bad mood go
for another walk.
Hippocrates
" S i r e n "
Balcony:
Objects above car are boxes with keys for vacationers. |
I felt once again the unease
of arriving at night
in an unknown city
that faint sour panic
which seems to cling
to a place until one has
found oneself a bed.
Laurie Lee *
I've never run with the bulls.
I prefer to watch
from the safety
of a balcony.
Cesar Azpilicueta
𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄦𑄥
Love You - Good Luck,
Cloudia & Pixie
*At 16, under the influence of Kerouac,
I assembled my kit, and walked to US Route 1,
where I put out my thumb
on the north bound shoulder.
My father had been the only
one awake. I can still see him standing.
Mug of coffee in his hand as I left the house.
I remember a kindly truck driver stopping.
"Does your mama know where you are?"
We talked of the Road.
I made it to the home of a friend
hundreds of miles from home that day.
And slept in a bed.
The next day,
we went into New York City.
And parted.
That's the first time
I felt the quote above.
But it was the times of
"Hippies" Vagabonds, and Crash - Pads.
One could panhandle all day (I did)
then find some place to crash
among other young adventurers.
Through my eyes of experience today,
I realize how lucky I was!
My street sense and Hyper-vigilance
surely helped me avoid some trouble.
A rucksack, and sleeping bag with
chopsticks jammed down the middle.
"Why are you eating scrambled eggs
with chopsticks?" Grandma asked,
the morning I returned home. "
They don't know that they're
not Chinese," I laughed.
We knew everything back then.
Much like lots of folks today.
Now I appreciate the wisdom
of Grandma in so many ways!
And so, I set out to live,
to know, to be.
To break the frame around me.
I wouldn't be me without memories
of that sour feeling of coming into
a strange town with no bed waiting.
What a long strange trip it's been!
Pixie is glad she can watch the world with you now from a balcony... Great post. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI see the kid holding his hand over his ear. I agree with him.
ReplyDeleteA long, strange, WONDERFUL trip - which still continues.
ReplyDeleteThanks for voyaging together!
ReplyDeleteYou were so brave - much braver than me in those days. It was a different time than now. I am happy to read your wise thoughts.
ReplyDeleteAloha dear Pat
ReplyDeletePixie wants to settle into her sixth nap of the day.
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