Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

Good Morning!!

The birds are singing, and all is still as can be.  This, despite dire warnings on the weather channel of the tropical storm, possibly hurricane, that is rapidly and destructively approaching.  People are buying dramamine for the ferry ride home.   No wonder we all are nuts.   Worry over something that is not even here. 

I just finished reading a wonderful book of Katy's, another must-read.   I feel like a broken record, though I guess there aren't many records anymore.  Do CD's or DVD's ever get stuck?  

Read Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli.   I am enchanted and affirmed.   It is how each of us should live, in my opinion.

Unlike the last book I read about being in the senses, this has a section on meditation, presented in a new form for me.  Stardust sits in the desert and says, "The earth is speaking to us but we can't hear because of all the racket our senses are making.  Sometimes we need to erase them, erase our senses.  Then - maybe - the earth will touch us. The universe will speak.  The stars will whisper."

She then describes using a soft pink eraser to erase her toes, feet, ankles, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and brain.  "And then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl."

The author says of her, "She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day."   "When Stargirl cries, she does not shed tears, but light."

She read the happy news in the back of the paper, and creates her own.  "ANTS HAUL MONSTER LOAD ACROSS VAST BARREN WALK."

It works for me. 

Her friend who studies fossils and bones says that mockingbirds may do more than imitate other birds.  They may also imitate the sounds of birds that are extinct, passing those sounds down from mockingbird to mockingbird.  "He says when a mockingbird sings, for all we know it's pitching fossils in the air.  He says who knows what songs of ancient creatures we may be hearing out there."   Isn't that wondrous to sift?

Silence?   Can you hear it?   What comes through you?   Catch it for a moment; kiss it;  let it blow on through.

Happiness and joy to you!   Oh, Stargirl also has a little wagon on her desk, and 20 stones.   The number of stones placed in the wagon shows how happy she is.   Perhaps it is odd to measure our happiness, or perhaps, it is a way to better monitor our moods, and notice where they go.  How many stones in your wagon right now?    How gentle is your load?

We all come from stardust.  May ours, each day, glow.

We ate dinner last night, watching the sun set over the ocean.  It seems it was only the third sunset that could be seen this season.  The clouds have obscured, and they were there last night making it extra fancy, and it was a beautiful caressing of the sea.   Everyone clapped, and then, the sun continued to play, drawing soft pastels across the pass of day.
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