Stain-glass Eyes

I just saw a robin on my walk.  It got me thinking.  Seems like we always rave about seeing the "first" robin in the spring.  Often we see one before all the snow is melted.  But, I don't remember anyone ever saying, "I saw the last robin this fall".   What is wrong with celebrating endings?  The birth of a child, their first breath in the world?  Can't there be celebration in our last breath?  Why do we cover up the goodbyes?  They are part of the circle.  Do we really want to live linear? Beginnings can be as terrifying as endings.  The bottom of the dark hole is not the easiest place to be.  It's a beginning.  The climb out of the hole is a finish, but walking away from the hole is just another beginning. So, do we really have to keep denying ourselves our endings?  I've shed many tears and missed many hours of sleep in anguish over endings.  Maybe it's because endings don't encourage company. They are lonely places.  Maybe w

Tree At Taksim Fruit Stand in Istanbul  Pumpkins For Sale on Schuss Lane Roots at Landslide in Alba Summer in St. Ignace THIN FISHING LINE Life has contradictions. Pleasure-pain Passion-indifference. We stretch for what we want Shrink away from what we fear. God keeps us in balance by holding us in suspension. A thin invisible fishing-line dangling from the heavens. Reminders surround us. Our day-to-day rpms prevent our opening up to possibilities. The dark green pine tree stands beside the bright orange and red maple. Tall elegant grasses by the woods move in the wind next to freshly mowed flat-tops on the lawn. Silence in a small empty room with picture-less walls,  mesmerizes up to the moment a school bus squeaks its brakes  as it stops across the street. A smile explodes on our face celebrating the moment the instant a tear rolls down our c

Tim Horton's Cold Stone Creamery.  It's not the same.  I am able to get wifi, coffee, tea and the staff is friendly and very fast.  But, no music.  The floor looks like McDonald's when it's busy.  I can't watch them prepare my "mocha" and remind them not to put whipped cream in it.  There's napkins on the table.  AND there's this little boy (about 4) who keeps repeating, "I want a sprinkled donut".  Brother's didn't have donuts.  I'm the only customer with a laptop here.  I have yet to find an outlet for plugging in. Glen's?  It has a Starbucks and an area where you can sit and get wifi.  It's cold, noisy,  blah, blah.  I prefer it to Tim Horton's.  Maybe because I can grab some apples or cheese at the grocery before I leave. Maybe because the noise isn't the same.  It has more older people meeting for coffee and donuts (again with the cultural need for donuts to feel happy).  Older people don't fee