There are many worse things than a day like this in the middle of January.  So let’s put on the LL Bean rain jacket and go for a walk.  This handy, purple outerwear somehow manages to breathe while it keeps out the little rain drops.  And so the aging, grape blogger goes on down the road.

I will admit to being a little sad this morning.  It’s just a small dose of Dysthymia which I mention because, in the back of my mind, I hope to pass along some information that will possible help someone out there who wanders into this digital diary (complete with photos of mostly happier moments).    In this spirit of sharing I would be remiss if I didn’t mention a product that seems to do some good with the pesky, little demons and is called Triple Complex Mood Tonic.   These tiny, crunchy and mildly tasteful little morsels seem to do a lot of good and in no way resemble the wide variety of pharmaceuticals out there.   Thank God for that.

And so we move on.   Let’s get back to the good stuff.  The wind, for example.  Oh let the warm breezes caress this teetering soul as it moves down the road.  They are a lovely hands on the face, seeking inroads around the neck and under the purple shell to the flesh,  cooling the sweat and reminding the fevered brain that there is hope.  Yes, there is much more than hope in here somewhere.  Open the door and walk into my world.

Walk with me my pretty one.  Your smile cannot hide behind those flowing tresses as your gown never touches the ground.  But why all these stars?  Are there no seamstresses in your world?  I cannot help but notice the road is long and sometimes hard but you seem not to notice.

Lately I have noticed that these walks are not so physically demanding.  But, sometimes,  there are hills up here in my head that are difficult to climb.  People can be so cruel.  They can do things that take the breathe away and yet they hardly seem to notice.  It is not easy walking and carrying them too.   Let’s forget this world and find peace on this path.  You and I.  Here he feels a hand on his cheek as it wipes a tear away and hears a gentle laugh like small bells somewhere close.

Where are we going?  I must pay attention.  You know the other day I was nearly run over!  Oh please.  Yes you did save me.  But do we have to remember the grape stomping scene in I Love Lucy?  Is it really necessary to go down that road?   Oh, well, maybe it is.   Let’s just say we will go down any road you wish to go down.  Or up!  Clearly we both love to fly and my fervent desire is to lose all this weight and fly.  With you!

Can we fly today?

The purple grape rolls down another hill silently reflecting on his inability to fly.  But he has walked another mile or so.  And one of his favorite songs in blasting in his ears.  Where did she go?  There she is hiding behind a tree a few blocks ahead, laughing and convincing a few tenacious oak leaves to finally fall in lilting motion  to her feet.  They are clearly trying to be nonchalant but they cannot fool us.  We know they are transfixed by the stars.

If you are able to somehow focus on  one of them for a minute or so it will become a fountain and shoot celestial colors in all directions.  And then the riot breaks out!  Squirrels jump out of the trees and birds start to sing.  People run into their yards and begin dancing with their neighbors.  Everyone looks up to heaven as the true celebrities begin to arrive.  I have never actually seen this happen (thus the daily crunchy mood pills) but I know it will happen.  Someday.

I must focus more actively on one of those stars.

And forget about the other stuff.  Are you still here?  All we have is this present moment so full of clouds and rain and wind.  Yes, the wind.  And the walk.  And you gentle love.  Your gentle love.

Your gentle love.

 

 

Coldplay Paradise

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