Lines, Curves

A  L  O  H  A !

" Men

are governed by lines

of intellect - 

women

by curves

of emotion." 

James Joyce

Let's argue, er, discuss this one in comments :-)

" To be amused by what you read-

-that is the great spring

 of happy quotations."

        C. E. Montague

" I finally figured out

 the only reason

 to be alive

 is to enjoy it. "

Rita Mae Brown

I love to wear

a glove.

Not really,
but I like the 
feel-y

of the words,
like curds -

so satisfying,
deep self flying

in that Realm
at the helm

of this craft
of which I'm
captain-of-the
-infinite-sea
(fore and aft)

this jolly vessel
called "ME."

Wonderful to see 

Y O U!

                         

Thanks, cloudia

Silly Bananas!

A  L  O  H  A  

Are You Bored with my Sunsets?

Oh DO give it a 'click' before deciding

Or are they Fun, Yets?

Would You Grow Bananas?

Or are YOU Silly for Lilly?

Cloudia's Finally Lost It, Clyde!

" Laughing

 at our mistakes

 can lengthen

 our own life. 

Laughing at

 someone else's 

can shorten it. "

       

 Cullen Hightower

I Plead "Monday!"
(And do hope you WILL
laugh at my mistakes
without mishap :-)





Thank YOU for being a true Monday Pal.
Leave us YOUr comment, Ducks!

Jackie Robinson in Hawaii

A  L  O  H  A !

Jack Roosevelt Robinson
 was born in Cairo Georgia
 in 1919.


He grew up to be
 the only professional athlete
 in any sport
whose number
 42
 has been universally retired.


There have been many sports heros,
 but no one like
Jackie Robinson.

What is important about him
in my opinion
is not that he broke
the racial/color barrier in baseball,
but that he conducted himself
with unfailing dignity
in the face of very ugly baiting.


That instructive moral thrill
far outshines
victory on any
other scoreboard
to me.

I can't help thinking
of another beleaguered "First"
our current US President
 Obama.



You may have heard
that the culture of Hawaii
shaped our President
from his birth here 
in Honolulu. 



Yes. The way he
treats others, and behaves
with others
speaks volumes of 
Aloha to my knowing eye.



I like to think 
that Jackie Robinson too
drew from the lessons
and experience
of Aloha.



After being the first 
UCLA Bruin
to letter in 4 different sports,
Robinson could not get a job
in professional sports.



The NFL passed on him
(he was most well known
as a college footballer).



The only job offered the phenom
was on the
Honolulu Bears football team.
He was well paid, a local sensation,
he and also held a day job 
in construction at Pearl Harbor.
What Jackie couldn't do
was stay in a restricted
Waikiki Hotel!

Robinson was injured,
the Bears faltered,
and in that day of sea travel
he missed home.


Setting sail from Honolulu Harbor
on Dec. 5 1941
he heard about the Pearl Harbor attack
while at sea. 

small excursion craft off Honolulu

He worked at Pearl!
History might have been different
if he had been involved in the attack,
as many workers rushed to the base
during the Sunday attack to help. 
Several were injured, or killed.



The rest, as they say,
is history.
You can see the film
about Jackie Robinson
"42"
that opened this weekend.


Blessings to ALL
 who retain their Aloha
in the face of insult,
 or worse.
Blessed are YOU!.


That includes you,
Mr. President.
Just do your best. 

Thanks for visiting!  
                                Your friend, cloudia
Comment? Please!

Let's Watch the Waves

Aloha!

 Let's Laze;

 It's Saturday in Hawaii,
 
             after all, dear Friend. . . . . .Warmly, cloudia

Blessed Pussy Wiillow

On Saturday night, 

eve of the feast day 

of the 'Entrance of the Lord 

into Jerusalem'

("Palm Sunday") 

Orthodox churches welcome

foliage in their services.

Worshippers bring

what flowers they may, 

and especially branches 

of pussy willow.


Like the people of Jerusalem

those centuries ago,

the Orthodox  

greet Christ 

with tree branches. 
(in Church Slavonic "s vaiyami")

Of course, 

Russia has no palm trees. 

The local trees they do enjoy,

do not leaf so early in the 

legendary climate. 


Only the pussy willow 

shares her tender catkins.



And so, the pussy willow 

is an especial emblem 

of Spring,
 
A featured solo 

in the season's theme 

of spiritual rebirth. 

Modest pussy willow

cheers the people,

hails a King,

 
but her tender leaves 

of green 

bloom only later. 

Royal velvet

soothes eye, 

and touch, 

especially

after winter's

harshness. 

 

But pussy hides 

her mystical side. 

Green Leaves, 

and the tender business 

of keeping on,

are as yet 

but promised 

resurrection; 

Like the very day's 

feast, 

soon eclipsed 

in anguish

(killing frost)

and then 

Exceeding Joy.

Part of the evening's service,

is a ritual blessing

of the pussy willows. 

The Gospel is read,

and then,

in that rarified space,

the clergy who are present 

cense the pussy willows 

with blessed Orthodox incense,

 
read a specific prayer,

then bless the branches,

the catkins, 

with holy water. 

I cannot 

but think 

that these are 

happy words

to the faithful:

 "These pussy willows

 are being blessed,

through the grace of the All-Holy Spirit, 

by the sprinkling of this holy water, 

in the name of the Father and the Son 

and the Holy Spirit. Amen!"

Usually the blessing is repeated

on the next day 

of the feast itself. 

Then the blessed 

pussy willows 

are lovingly 

brought home,

and reverently 

appreciated,

 
as a sign of God's 

'Penetrating Grace' 

even until 

the following year 

when the old branches

are burned.

In some communities, 

they are used instead

as the stuffing 

of special pillows, 

upon which the heads 

of pious Orthodox Christians

rest in their coffins.  

 

How Good, and Right, 

and Joyful it is, 

to celebrate nature

as the pageant of wisdom

and sustenance that she is.

Celebrate Creation

Honor the Creator

too awestruck 

to argue

questions too big

for right now.

LINK

Thanks for spending time here with us!
                                  Your friend, cloudia

S P R I N G !

A  L  O  H  A -

Spring!

Earth plays another round

of eternal musical chairs;

Cold, Warm;

Bright, Dark,

Snow, Sun

All Do-Si-Do

Changing Places.

And the chairs removed?

For those who left us

This round.

But look at all

The fresh new faces.

Some are 95

And just awakening

Like puberty

To Spring!

Thank You
for blooming here, Friend!
                          Warmly, cloudia