9 Moons Ago

Angel No. 2

I want to be that angel.
For you.
You have been that angel.
For me.

My 1999 illustration of Robert Louis Stevenson’s (1850-1894) Poem, A Good Play, from A Childs Garden of Verses. _circa 1913_

A Good Play

We built a ship upon the stairs
All made of the back-bedroom chairs,
And filled it full of sofa pillows
To go a-sailing on the billows.

We took a saw and several nails,
And water in the nursery pails;
And Tom said, Let us also take
An apple and a slice of cake;
Which was enough for Tom and me
To go a-sailing on, till tea.

We sailed along for days and days,
And had the very best of plays;
But Tom fell out and hurt his knee,
So there was no one left but me.

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And I’ll post something about the Ken Stringfellow/Even (local band) show we went to on Wednesday -MAJOR YAY!!!!, tomorrow maybe..’twas grande!!

Things are looking up now. I’ve got my plane ticket and I’m going to start packing my bags today. A change has occurred within myself that I just can not explain fully yet. It’s a good change, but I also am more stressed out. It may just be the bipolar disorder, as everyone I know keeps telling me. Or a change in my perspective, to which I’m currently adjusting. It may be stressful still when I return home, but maybe it won’t. I feel happy talking to my family and friends and ‘scuse the language, but goddammit, I miss the U.S.A. and I’m not ashamed to admit it. People keep asking if I’m Canadian, and I LOVE Canadia (he he), but no…I’m AMERICAN. And it’s time for me to be at home with the old folks at home.

CHEERS and MUCH LOVE to the Aussies..and that is meant sincerely. I know I’ll be back sometime soon, if not with friends and family later. So, from here on in, I’ll focus on spending time with loved ones here and do maybe a couple of blog entries or something short every day.
Things will get sorted as my feet get planted on the ground more…but my options and horizons are freeing me up. I see miracles all around me in nature and people, and I love this earth so I’ll write more poetry sometime. For now..focus is on my health and happiness. Then reading and writing more. After April I’ll find out what I want and need!!

I got called a legend again! By the electricity guy coming up the hill to read the meter. Ha…Aussie Blokes Rock! Yes..Capitals!
RAWWWRRRRR!!!

For those of you checking in with me, I’m doing much better as far as my concentration goes and my mood is happier. I want to write more today, but we are off to do errands and spend the night at Mum and Dad’s place. I will try to write again in a couple of days if not before…
Love to You all! I can explain about bipolar disorder later, when I’m more fully recovered and rested, for those peeps dealing with the same kinds of things in their lives.
I’m glad I’m getting through this and I can feel the love, as corny as that sounds, from all corners of the globe. My heart is healing.
T.T.F.N. Ta Ta For Now (A.A. Milne said that..or was it TIGGER?!!)