Okay, so…

To me, life is just life…if it’s a journey, it’s a journey toward death.  We can journey to the kitchen or the garage.  Somehow we have stopped accepting the fact that it’s okay for Life to just BE Life.  Anything can be a journey.  The phrase has become meaningless.  It used to mean that a person was actually traveling from one place to another, for a specific purpose and for a certain amount of time.  The person would begin, arrive and then come home.  Suddenly, we are all journeying, every second of our lives.   If we are all doing it, then what’s the point?  If we are journeying every moment of our lives, to get to death, the only end point, then when you actually go on a journey, what is it called?  A vacation?  A trip?  What’s the difference between that kind of journey and the journey we are now calling life.  We all breath every second but we don’t call it the journey of breath.  Breathing is way more important than journeying, cuz’ without breathing the journey is OVER.  Maybe someone will come up with an inane saying about breathing the journey, and then we can all think of breathing constantly, rather than JUST DOING IT.  LOL  We can’t leave anything alone, ever!  I don’t know, maybe it’s me.  But I’ve been around long enough to know that people didn’t always drive themselves crazy TRYING to live, they just did it, without pills, experts, books, labels or signs.  They just LIVED and they didn’t call it ANYTHING at all.

Personally,  I like to BE places, not constantly working toward GETTING there.  I have ARRIVED at LIFE and that’s good enough for me.  I like to take side trips because they’re fun.  I’m not on any journey, unless I go to Vegas or Paris.  My life just IS.  I don’t need to describe it, define it, label it, sing to it, paint signs to it or wear a t-shirt saying that I’m on a journey to the END of it.  So I opt out of naming my life anything.  Well, maybe Fuzzy Boots, but that’s probably a better name for a cat.

I wish nothing but joy and happiness to those of you who journey.  That’s the great thing about life…we can each do our own thing and wish each other well:)  Just remember to breath.

Balconies in Highland Park…

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warm syrup and whipped butter…waiting for pancakes…

Yum.  No pictures of the pancakes…we ate them immediately.

Okay, so…

we
all
know
different
things

 

don’t
you
think
we
should
take
advantage
of
that

 

instead
of
hiding
and
hoarding
information
and
knowledge

 

wouldn’t
it
be
better
for
everyone
if
we
shared
it

 

wouldn’t
it
be
better
if
we
listened
to
each
other

 

even
if
only
once
in
a
while

Moon Party Welcome sign…

The chicklets have been working very hard on the sign that will welcome guests to the Moon Party.  Smokey agreed to model for them, so the sign, made out of cardboard, looks a little like him.   It will eventually be placed by the front gate, under the ancient magic tree.

Life…

 

some
people
spend
so
much
time
examining
and
reexamining
the
details
of
their
lives

 

that
they
lose
sight
big
picture

 

they
forget
what
it’s
like
to
BE
alive

 

lost
instead
among
the
tiny
bits
and
pieces
which

in
the
end

 

add
up
to
very
little

Rose

Looks like peppermint.  Unusual (to me anyway), but it’s a rose.

Carnation

I just love carnations…they are the most beautiful flowers, layers of soft petals and the toughest flower around.

Remember…

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Wishing…

wishing
doesn’t
make
it
so

 
it
just
points
us
in
the
right
direction