Today is now…

May 29, 2012

Now is today. Nothing else is possible.  I am feeling this strongly with a warmness that radiates throughout my heart and soul. Usually I do not care to go with feelings as they are subject to change easily and when I go on feelings , well let’s all say it together: it usually does not go well. Intuition is a different matter and one that is worthy of writing about maybe later. I have wasted many a day, month, and year pondering about the future and all the time it is right before my eyes. TODAY is all I have and I really do not have a guarantee of making it through the 24 hours of even a single one, at that.  I am thankful for finally realizing this, even though it took me awhile (late bloomer, remember?). It is okay. I now know. Really know. That is why I enjoyed making the Southern Fried Chicken dinner(lunch) for my family today. Relishing the way the flour felt on my hands as I lovingly dipped each piece separately in the white coat  with it’s perfume of salt and pepper lingering on the skin. Gingerly placing each one into its bed of bacon grease,  which in turn released such a wonderful smell that only a true Southerner can appreciate the deep meaning behind such a traditional method of frying chicken. Today, I ate this wonderful food and drank fresh sweet Southern ice tea.. I know it is written ‘iced’ on most things, but I wanted to write it just like I say it. I am happy. I am thankful. I am Blessed.  


Too Long…

May 29, 2012

 since I’ve written. Life has taken twists and turns. Some good, some not so good. My errors are apparent as I write this at 7 a.m. on Tuesday after Memorial Day. The air is cool for now while I set here silently thinking my way on the keyboard. Even the birds are silent this morning, as if reserving each breath for when the day reaches its peak of warmth. Right now my hummingbird feeder is a daily comfort as I intently watch the tiny birds swoop in to drink the sweet nectar that I’ve carefully measured out for them. The trees with their sun streaked highlights and the grass with its flow in the hot breeze are next in line for peace. My mind is calmed by observing the flow of nature. While watching a lone chameleon one day, I thought how it must look upon the yard as a vast green ocean with its flowing waves of grass as it sat perched upon the deck rail.  Sitting there, it seemed to be pondering life and then it was quickly gone to where ever chameleons go . I think they have the secret to life. Look, then move on to the business of getting done whatever it is you have to do for that time. No worries. Just getting on with their living. Sounds good anyway.