…shining stars that dot the darkness of my life

The grey insists on trying to seep through the narrow slats of the mini blinds but, luckily, is absorbed by the sheers overlaying them. The sheers, my protection today. The light cinammon colored material hangs lazily, non chalantly from the tops of the 2 windows that grace my room. And still, there is no light.

It is Saturday morning and I’m reminded that there is a Lizzi event going on. My friend Lizzi, a fellow clark, went out on a limb one day, put forth into the world this thing, this bloghop, in which I participate. I’m sure you’ve heard of it by now. The Ten Things of Thankful. It is her creation, her gift. And all of you who participate, whether writing a Ten Things post or reading a Ten Things post, give it life.

  1. Shelter. (from the storm)
  2. A reliable car to drive, to get me where I need to go, want to go. Or, simply just to drive.
  3. The occaisonal reminder of the important kind. The “hey, snap out of it!” variety.
  4. That finally! I was able to see the bird in it’s garage nest. My new parking space at work is right beside a pole in the underground garage. Up on one of the ledges is a bird’s nest. When I would go to my car at lunch or when leaving at the end of the day, a bird would swiftly swoop out of it’s nest and out of the garage. Had I had my camera in my hand yesterday, I could have caught a really good picture of him/her.
  5. Little bursts of creativity exploding like a microburst.
  6. Almira. While I am enjoying reading the story, I’m also proud to see my brother evolve as a writer.
  7. the Wakefield Doctrine.
  8. Music. From new artists, like this clarklike female. She speaks true words in her intro. Listen, clarks.
  9. That my laptop is still functioning after last week’s blue screen, forced shutdown tantrums.
  10. This grey day. Outside and inside. It is what it is. It is what I make it. It is what I choose it to be.
  11. SBOR/BSOR baby. Of course I can go to 11. So let’s add Robert Rodriguez. Came back this afternoon to publish this post and decided, what the heck, why don’t I put on the TV. Lo and behold the station I had left it on is playing the “Mexico Trilogy”. Missed El Mariachi and only caught the last 1/3 of Desperado, but now, Once Upon a Time in Mexico. Compliments nicely with the thunderous darkness gathering outside my light cinammon sheers.

Oh, and remember kids, in the immortal words of Stephen Stills,… don’t let the past remind us of what we are not now…

Do We Give Thanks At The Edge?

Damned right we do! For all sorts of things. The usual and the…not so “usual”. Depends on one’s perspective. Define “usual” and “not so usual”? Well, you know – the usual is for glorious, spring (real spring, not the imitation spring) weather. As in bahama beach blue, smooth as glass, skies. Need a sweater? Hm…doesn’t look like I do. But wait! Looks can be deceiving. Better take one. Just in case. Waking up to that? Yes, a thankful.

So begins my Ten Things of Thankful post. I have much to be thankful. I woke up again today. That’s a good start. An opportunity to get it right, make it better, move forward, not slip any further into the abyss. What?! What? Come on now. Surely, not everyone is skipping down Life is Grand Lane? No? Really? Well, wtf! Why didn’t I get the Memo?

The typical, but not less than, thankfuls are the ones that first come to mind. Health and happiness for our selves and our family and friends. A job, if not career. Reliable transportation (that maybe someone just gave you (yippee, yay me!) thanks to a self-less, considerate sister-in-law).

I am counting the above in my List of 10 because they should never be taken for granted. Ever. So often, we sidestep (however unintentional) into a state of self-absorption that occludes our vision. We can’t see the forest for the trees as the popular expression goes. We cannot see our own value reflected in someone else’s desire to spend time with us. Or help us or ask us for help.

I’m thankful, that should I find myself with nothing else to do, I can always take up physics (not!). I delved briefly into physics in college (1 course thank God!). As a clark, how did I avoid getting sucked into that black hole?

“Henceforth space by itself, and time by itself, are doomed to fade away into mere shadows, and only a kind of union of the two will preserve an independent reality”. (Hermann Minkowski, 1864-1909)

You’ve already picked up on my not putting this in proper TToT format (yes, once upon a time there was an “accepted” format). However, I’m confident that those who read through to the end will have counted at least the requisite number of TTs. Lest I forget, a huge thankful for those who make films such as represented below. And those who act in such films. Thanks be for film and music. Otherwise, what a barbaric and boring world it would be:D

…wait a minute…what? not 10. there’s got to be 10 there…I’m sure I listed 10. ! yes! the Book! phew – how could I forget…the SBOR/BOSR…..we good………..