recently.because i was spending a lot of time being supportive. my friendship with someone was called into question with the words i didn't know you knew her that well ,i never heard you mention her.

for me the friend ship is measured by the quality of the connection not how frequently i see them or talk about them.

for me one definition of community is any group of people who are there to be whit you thru the hard times. even when they are people who never new each other before .

i have soooo much more i want to say about this but the longer i wait the less it seems i write

trying to figure out how to change that.

summer soltice

in the celtic calendar summer starts on may 1, june 21 is not the beginning of summer but mid summer.

at the mid summer it's not at all the healing summer i had hoped, imagined it would be.

but there's still the second half.



more and deeper blogs still simmering. can something simmer stilly?
i keep putting them off cuz it's hard to say the meaning full things .

a good companion

when i am alone in the dark a good companion says may i stand beside you and hold your hand while we travel thought the dark

a good companion is one that says i am willing to share the dark with with you ,

about a good companion holds your hand while you feel the edges of the darkness until you find some thing to hold on to familiar to hold onto

a good companion walks with you to the edge of the cliff and sits beside you while you dangle your leg over the edge but never wavers in their attention or loosens their grip

the good companion does not cut you with the shape edges of sunbeams by flinging them around in an effort to remove the darkness

a good companion asks are you willing to accompany me into the light?

i my not want to go but i may be willing.

or not

just gotta keep on keepen on

ok so i got discouraged and i haven't written in weeks but talking with a friend yesterday made me realize i needed to keep trying

the trouble with writing is it steals the heart and spirit from of my words. so every thing that is so alive in conversation is flat and lifeless in written words.

which is why i just have to keep doing it till it gets better, but i'm afraid by the time it gets
better anyone who stumbles across this blog will have given up cking it out.

siiiigh! oh well .i can only do the best i can do at any given time.

speaking of time if you have any free to give i'd be glad to have it. there's always something i need help with.

blogging with training wheels

i have dyslexia /learning disabilities and never learned to type .writing has always been a challenge .having a blog without spell ck means writing it in gmail remembering to to hit save before i cut and paste-lost a lot of the first food bank blog that way.didn't have the heart to try to reconstruct it.

i have great conversations that folks say i should blog but mostly the take too many words to do them justice. so for now my commitment is to blog something,anything at least twice a week till it becomes a habit and less intimidating.then maybe i'll start saying more of what i really want to say.

food for thought

first friday senior mercy brown bag food bank

3 natural flavor purified water apple drink 0% juice lots a sugar

1 lb dry beans

1 can tomato paste

2 cans mixed vegetables does anyone ever wilfully buy these?

8 snack size butterfingers granola candy bars

1 box cereal 8 pk cinnamon candy sprinkles oatmeal

1 pk english muffins

1 partially rotted cabbage

5 apples

what more could a person want for the next tow weeks? protein?nutrition?

--
"If you have come here to help me then you are wasting your time, but
if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine then
let us work together."
--Lila Watson (aboriginal activist)

less survival

actually i first noticed this phenomena at the senior center lunch.the first time i went there i noticed when folks lined up for 2nd helping there was a men's line and a women's line. something i hadn't seen since grade school .i asked the women sitting next to me what that was about and she said it was because the men used to push the women out of the way

this says nothing about the impossibility of the frail elder of any gender having a chance to get more food.


want to say more,say it deeper,talk about it in relation to culture and social change.

ah well slowly, slowly bit by bit i hope i'll gain momentum.i know i'll never learn to spell.
and there doesn't seem to be a spell ck here.