As I sit here in a ruminative state of being, in my office/chill corner, I'm feeling giddier by the second. Spring is right around the corner. The frigid air was unforgiving today, but Spring's signs were still evident to me (and to some of the little animals and birds, scurrying about). I looked out my window this morning and was greeted with the vision of a Calico cat that's been living underneath the stairs, of my building's courtyard for some time, frolicking and playing hide-n- seek with two of her babies. My heart melted as babies rolled and batted at one another with their little paws. Scurrying behind and around a tree. One was a smoky... sort of off-black color-with hints of orange spots evident on the coat. The other... black with a white spot towards the bottom.
This weekend, as people traipsed the streets in a pre-St. Patty's Day celebratory mood... undoubtedly happy that Goddess Nature opted to be cooperative, I grew a little more optimistic.
Get Over It Day is officially behind me, and I've chosen to resusitate the dead horse only in jest as I muse over past occurrences. Smirking in earnest. Perhaps the past- (and even these present circumstances)- is sheer prophecy from whence the future will come. I'm a little circumspect of what lies ahead, but will welcome it like a grandmother welcomes her grandchild to her bosom for a tight embrace.
Pardon me for being a little cryptic, but my thoughts are competing for dominance and possibilities are infinite. I've been invoking certain visuals in my head... all of them causing a smirk to dance at the corners of my mouth at the most inopportune moments. While the stresses of everyday life are still quite pertinent, they are practically nil while I'm immersed in thought. I'm feeling sort of hypnotized in a way. Perhaps it's the mesmerizing curlicues of the incense smoke. I'm burning prayer and good luck simultaneously.
Anyway, I feel good.
I'm relaxed.
This upcoming Friday, I will venture to New York City to view the exhibition, Slavery in New York, at the New York Historical Society. I will keep interested parties abreast, of my excursion.
In My Office
March 15, 2006
As I sit here in a ruminative state of being, in my office/chill corner, I'm feeling giddier by the second. Spring is right around the corner. The frigid air was unforgiving today, but Spring's signs were still evident to me (and to some of the little animals and birds, scurrying about). I looked out my window this morning and was greeted with the vision of a Calico cat that's been living underneath the stairs, of my building's courtyard for some time, frolicking and playing hide-n- seek with two of her babies. My heart melted as babies rolled and batted at one another with their little paws. Scurrying behind and around a tree. One was a smoky... sort of off-black color-with hints of orange spots evident on the coat. The other... black with a white spot towards the bottom.
This weekend, as people traipsed the streets in a pre-St. Patty's Day celebratory mood... undoubtedly happy that Goddess Nature opted to be cooperative, I grew a little more optimistic.
Get Over It Day is officially behind me, and I've chosen to resusitate the dead horse only in jest as I muse over past occurrences. Smirking in earnest. Perhaps the past- (and even these present circumstances)- is sheer prophecy from whence the future will come. I'm a little circumspect of what lies ahead, but will welcome it like a grandmother welcomes her grandchild to her bosom for a tight embrace.
Pardon me for being a little cryptic, but my thoughts are competing for dominance and possibilities are infinite. I've been invoking certain visuals in my head... all of them causing a smirk to dance at the corners of my mouth at the most inopportune moments. While the stresses of everyday life are still quite pertinent, they are practically nil while I'm immersed in thought. I'm feeling sort of hypnotized in a way. Perhaps it's the mesmerizing curlicues of the incense smoke. I'm burning prayer and good luck simultaneously.
Anyway, I feel good.
I'm relaxed.
This upcoming Friday, I will venture to New York City to view the exhibition, Slavery in New York, at the New York Historical Society. I will keep interested parties abreast, of my excursion.
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I am tripping cause it's been nice all week. Then I saw Boondocks last night and they had a heatwave followed by snow. I go to sleep and wake up to...snow. I lay there for a few minutes just thinking I have to be sleep. And now it's warm again.
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