Sunday, January 26, 2014

Reflections on a marriage

Approaching Niihau, Jan 25, 2014 and ready to snorkel!
Layers of color contrasting dark and light,
Niihau seduces with its stark beauty and forbidden status.
Emerald green, cerulean blue, shimmering silver.
How the sea colors change from place to place,
reflecting the land forms and sky-scapes surrounding it.





How a couple, married nearly 34 years,
match those changing landscapes with their own ever-evolving palette.  How it is enough to keep us looking ahead, engaged in the messy business of living.

There are ordinary things that unfold every day.  I call them miracles.


Thursday, January 23, 2014

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

When in doubt, get horizontal




A fellow napper at Polihale State Park, Jan 21, 2014

While Mika got horizontal nearby after a long barefoot walk,
this equally endearing fellow caught my eye.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Seeking sun

Waimea Canyon's extraordinary palette.















Twenty-four hours until departure.  Seattle fog be gone!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The slippery slope of health

A lifetime ago: my nursing school classmates sporting our graduate caps,
Howard Community College, Columbia, MD, 1978

















Some things feel like a lifetime ago, because, well, they were.  Apparently, just a few weeks ago we were celebrating the holidays together as family and ventured to beautiful Bowen Island, BC, for our annual winter getaway by the sea.  By the time we returned home and the festive Christmas tree was decommissioned, I began to feel a bit under the weather.  By January 1st, it was clear I was a sick puppy in need of a warm bed.

What followed was a long slow 2 weeks of hacking and coughing, resting and moaning, with debilitating ribcage pain. It was a mere 12 days of essentially horizontal living, but it feels like a very long time ago that we were walking our dogs around Killarney Lake and visiting Jan and Ken in their home in Tunstall Bay.

 I am slowly gaining ground thanks to a steady regimen of rest, attentive care rendered by my family, and the various drugs I agreed to ingest to treat the respiratory bug and killer cough.  

Acute illness is a wake-up call and a stout reminder of all the ways we sally forth with nary a nod to the gift of good health.  Today I am grateful for sufficient energy to carry out a few simple tasks on my to-do list.  More importantly, I give thanks for my life of faith and the gift of prayer.  Today I offer a prayer of healing for those who are facing difficult times: major surgery for breast cancer in a young mother; a family care conference to establish a plan for a family patriarch in fragile health; hope and faith for those in our community living without shelter.   And I give thanks for the blessing of family and friends and for the light they cast.