The shadow side of having a birthday is all the thinking that goes like this:
I'm how old now?
I thought I'd be ____________by now (fill in the blank)
There's not enough time!!!
What's it all about, Alfie?
You get it.
If you have a heart beat,
this kind of thinking shows up.
at least every once in a while, or every five minutes...
It's the human condition to occasionally ask ourselves
really worrisome, not helpful at all, questions.
I call this, Henny Penny Syndrome.
But I don't want to talk about Henny.
I just want to share how a simple gesture, an action taken, will mute all the shadowy voices, if only for a little while.
On my birthday, in the midst of jazz music and saying hello to people and yes, thinking maybe I should just go home and sit in the backyard and stare at the sky, pondering, as I am wont to do...
I get a birthday call from my brother, Rob.
Happy Birthday, B! sounding very far away, but not.
Bertie! Where are you?
I'm in the last village before the Arctic Circle.
wow = big grin = boy, do i feel loved.
A call... from the last village or next door, doesn't matter.
A letter scribbled in your own hand.
A homemade collage/card
A homemade cake left on the counter
A song on the voice mail
A laugh over anything, everything.
After all my circling and Henny-Penny-ing,
I keep coming back to it.
Life = love = ease = simple = sweet
photo by Rob Jackson/ Sigi, Iceland