Escape the Okie Zone

this a personal creative non-fiction journal about a traveler and his evolving life. He saw the waning warmth of humans through his puppy's eyes and now he see the world through his child's eyes. He thought much of our country's warmth went dormant when Bush held our country hostage! Some of my hostile readers suffering from overinflated egos might actually think that I might be writing about them on this blog! Get a life please ;)

Monday, May 11, 2009

 

Happy Mother's Day, Mom!!






the years are melting by like months....as I've been writing this blog...
It's just a chance to take a picture of this tumultous wave of life....




one moment, our families are all on the beach....



in our little family house of the Parthenon!!



an old two story boarding house that was converted into a family vacation for 2- weeks in Xmas of '65
I suppose that was the Camelot of our two families having holidays on Mermaid Beach...




I still want to capture that Utopia again....




I have now new found worries that never entered my mind as I seek
the worries and responsibilities of parenthood....
I have to enter these thoughts and transfer this accelerating conciousness to the next generation...
I'm realizing the finity of this conciousness
compared to the infinity of the universe...
or of the belief of many, that this awareness and conciousness will go on in spirit...




I'm currently wearing the safety security blanket of my mother's light blue hand nit woolen
sweater that barely fits...
but always warms up my soul...
I always conciously feel a warm hug from the energy of Ailsa, my mother..
Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

I had a dream a few years ago....
of sitting by a lake like this on a green lawn
by a nice big beatiful farmhouse...
this image of the billabong/ oxbow lake
captured my heart because I
felt their presence in my dream...
they don't have the worries of this physical earth....
Mom's reading a book and Dad is waving at me
while he smokes his pipe...

when I visited my cousin, Sally, and her husband, Peter
I loved their home

and it the was first time we were invited into the home of my extended family on this visit to Oz...
I haven't felt this warmth in a long time
since maybe Mom passed away....
and when I put on Mom's sweater
I felt the presence of my mom's side of the family
that I haven't felt in a very long time...











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