This is an emotional time of year for most people it seems. Sure is true for me, with many inward moments. Thoughts of loved ones present and past. Feelings expressed, and not. Appreciation and reflection. Flying over SF was a new way to go in and connect again with Reality. Reflecting on past before opening a new Present.
The city so familiar to my last teen year, in the Summer of Love. Yet so different both over and in the city. Still many places I’ve not been, and impressions of where I could have gone.
The park I wandered with eyes opening anew, miraculous friends long gone in the best and worst of times, concerts and marches. All memories beneath wings aglow with beauty more poignant nearing end of day.
Then back to the warmth of family and exquisite joy in the promise of new Love and Life to come.
Happy Holidays to you and yours!
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