Three Degrees of Leo
Gangie and Miles, April 2006. It's my mom's birthday today and I want to wish her a happy day full of laughs and the feeling of being adored. She may not like this picture, but I chose it because it seems to convey how joyful she is about Miles. They have quite an affinity for each other. Mom was in the delivery room (the bedroom) when Miles emerged and was a great source of strength for me as I gave birth to him. I like this horoscope for her because it emphasizes her creativity, and love of family. Happy Day, Mom! (That is my dad reaching in with his rocky road.) The 20 lightening fires are still burning, outside smells of smoke and pine trees. My delicious forest of Los Padres has lost over 1000 acres at present. None are out of control, as the wind is mellow from last night's humidity. Our neighbor Jeannie came tapping yesterday, "Yoo hoooo! Pixie?", to deliver over five different kinds of lettuces and a large bunch of basil from her organic garden. Living next to a culinary arts graduate certainly has its perks. I love that a relative stranger will reach out with such ease, to share abundance. On a grander scale, it reminds me of the hope that in a world oft wafting with confusion, kindness will find her way adeptly through the dark. I'm reading more these days, in an effort to be still. Revisiting a thoughtful old favorite and trying something savory and new. Being still is refueling for me, as all fire needs a gust of help now and then.