Monday would be a good day for gardening. The weather man convinced me of that. I bought plants at Costco Sunday evening and surprisingly it was a breeze shopping despite the COVID stock-up frenzy the past two weeks. Driving by earlier in the morning, a line went around the building with no end in sight. No one would believe what COVID has done.
Thirty years ago Berlin’s wall came down. I was working in Germany when that happened from 1989-1992. After a nightshift at the military hospital, I went home to watch the news on the Armed Forces Network. It seemed surreal to visualize the East Germans and many others excitedly chiseling the stone wall away!
On my recent trip to Berlin, it was with the wall in mind that I began another day exploring my mother’s hometown. In my last post , I gave the tip to spend at least two days in the Mitte area. Tip two is to look at Berlin through the eyes of history.
My writing table evokes creativity.
I stopped my world yesterday. It was a simple thing. First, I started my day cooking a meal for my autistic son. Driving it to his apartment to the delight of his feasting eyes on homemade chicken tenders was so worth it. Shortly a new job coach arrived to Luke’s home. We are hoping to increase Luke’s structured employment or volunteer hours in the community. The meeting went well.
I grew up an army brat: in other words, I was worldly enriched all over the planet with weather of all kinds. Sunny days were my favorite with mild climate on Oahu which was a blessed adventure for me as a kid. We were also stationed in Germany where snow was rare, but we did have it once in a blue moon. In the distant traveling to Garmisch-Partenkirchen, you could see a vast eye-catching mountain range with trees trailing down the sides of those ever present high peaks. What a sight to behold. Obviously, my eyes have seen so much beauty.
Hawaii always helps me to gain balance and get me in the right frame of mind. The way things work for me is to find equilibrium . The continual ability to put something in steady position is so vital to me so as to not fall to totally out of stability. As the ocean flows so my mind quietly does with the tides, robust at times and tame at others. I close my eyes and abandon myself to deep thought listening to those gentle waves while crashing at even sequencing . Oh what joy.
It does not surprise me that when I go for massage therapy, my music of choice is always the waves. As so my fond memories of not that long ago stay with me in a small room for treating my chronic pain. Funny how we go back in time to find the peace we need for today. Just food for thought for you and thanks for dropping by my friends.
I was staring at it and twisting and turning my head this way and that. I was not seeing it wrong, however, the visual was secretive. A large part of a tree had broken off and was suspended in midair. It was protected by growth from another tree so the illusion was deceptive to my senses. It reminded me of the quote from Henry David Thoreau, “It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see. ”
My life is a moment. A moment summarized as the sun sets magnificently and gloriously all that and more. Credit: Alesia
My autistic son Luke never ceases to amaze me. This fun photo of him sitting in his favorite rocking chair creates a look as if he does not have a care in the world.
I often think about the impact autism has on our medical and governmental communities including, but not limited to social workers, physical therapists, special ed teachers, speciality physicians , behavior therapists, and social security experts. As I focus on the twenty six years I have vested in my gorgeous son and his journey, I vastly underestimated how much would go into all that we have aspired for Luke. Looking back, it is hard to think about all those years, but know this it was an honor for me as Luke’s mom to give him my best and find all the resources I did.
It gets old driving up to the Veteran’s Administration Hospital, but at least the sunset was beautiful on the water. Wishing I could turn toward the ocean and cast my gaze on the sea sounded so much better than standing in line at the pharmacy.
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