“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

4.20.2010

The Soothing of My Soul

i am soothing my soul with cinnamon toast
and carwashes
and louisa may alcott's eight cousins
and
the sound of the heater fighting this april chill.

at lunch the ever-wonderful michael
told me tales of dragons,
how they'd disappeared during some such year,
and so they were alive during the time of jesus? i asked
yes, he replied,
but they lived in england, in colder northern climes;
that's why they breathed fire.

i am soothed with laughter
and the friends in my life.
I am soothed with the day-to-dayness.
and i am soothed by no dreams when i sleep.
time enough later.
but i miss maggie terribly

7 comments:

  1. I love the "being soothed by the day to-day-ness", I so know that space & it is such a sweet necessary space...
    And I love the ever-wonderful michael! Just really really great!!!
    `|-}

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  2. hello... hapi blogging... have a nice day! just visiting here....

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  3. Yes, I am glad you are soothing your soul in whatever way you can.
    I used to re-read Alcott's books over and over when I was a child...and cinnamon toast... every night before I go to bed. I shall think of you tonight when I am having mine and will send soothing thoughts your way...

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  4. How delightful to notice what soothes you. Fire breathing dragons are also delightful.

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  5. How are you doing dear one?

    I have been thinking about you so much this past week...hoping that you are finding some comfort, even in the small and simple things.
    Isn't it amazing how water soothes our souls? Even in a car wash! Now that is one I had never considered before.
    Michael is truly wonderful... filling your imagination with magical creatures. I am so glad he is there for you.

    Thinking of you xo

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  6. i feel soothed just reading this:)
    xo

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