The Blur

Hello, Friends.

I've missed you!

By the time I've

posted these thoughts,

our holiday at my 

parent's will be behind 

us.  The kids will be back

in school.  The house

will be quiet and little

Gracie and I will look at

each other as if to say,

What happened?

But right now.....

right

now

I've got my back

against a sea-worn,

driftwood log and my

toes in warm sand.

The Pacific is blowing

her own salt-tinged 

sweet scent against my

face.  The waves sparkle

and I want to remember

this moment forever.

But there's a funny

thing about moments ~

about hours and days,

weeks and months,

about seasons 

and years.

They start to blur.

And while some 

moments or days or

seasons stay crystal

clear in our memories,

others fade or simply

melt into one another,

until words like summer

or Christmas, school

or vacation seem to 

become one entity,

instead of the individual

moments they were
built upon.

Perhaps that is why

so many of us have

become ardent about

our cameras.  They allow

us to try, try, to capture

these moments ~ these

seasons of our lives ~

so that when we look

back, summer isn't a

speeding blur of compressed

images, but little freeze

frames of memory......

The heady fragrance of

ripe blueberry bushes

The toes in frosty water

The awe of kites aloft

The soul-stirring sunset

The leisurely walk after dinner

In the fast-forward 

world of the 21st Century, it

has become a practice ~ an

art ~ a mindfulness ~ to

recognize these moments

and breathe thanks for

every one.

My fervent wish is that 

each of you has had a 

summer strung with your 
own special pearls 
of memories.

And, as you prepare to

lay that strand down in

your mind next to the 

one from last summer, 

and the ones that came 

before, that it shines in 

its own distinct beauty, 

rather than getting tangled 

up with all the summers 

of your past.

As for me, I plan to

rage ~

rage!

{as poet Dylan Thomas

so passionately penned}

against

the blur.

Which moments made

your own heart sing

this summer?

I'd love it if you'd 

share a pearl or two 

with me : )

xo

Suzanne