My husband and I went to a cafe last night to hear a friend play with a local band.
I hadn’t seen him or his partner for several months. Another couple who I hadn’t seen showed up.
As I was explaining why I hadn’t been anywhere for the last few months, I heard myself say, “My daughter got married October 1st and a week later I found out my mother had lung cancer and dies 9 weeks later on December 12th.” He said, “Wow. I didn’t know that.”
The other thing that’s happened is that Donald Trump was elected and inaugurated. Five weeks ago seems like an eternity and the World is turned upside down from the inside and from the outside.
From a distant perspective, its hypnotic the chaos Trump’s presence in the Presidency has created. That he is President is a cosmic inversion. His non government is ripping away the fabric of the humanitarian progress of the last 80 years.
Have I just gone through the metaphorical death of my motherhood, then the death of my mother and then the death of my Country? Five months. Just five months. What will happen in the next five months?
I boomerang. From my deep natural loving peace spinning far out into free wild deconstructed weeping raging air.
And then the turn, spinning, twirling back to the deep loving peace of my heart.
Husband. Dogs. Bird. Cats. Home. Trees.
Crazy. Dark. Days. Inside. Outside.
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