It was so nice getting a message from my good friend Jane. She was concerned about my heart doing its flip-flops. So I called her back and laid all the stuff on her that I was having a hard time dealing with, I guess, and she took it all in stride and helped me so much just by listening. I have been bombarded this week with quite a few difficult situations, mostly other's, not my own. But I tend to internalize all that and need to work on stopping that--for my heart's sake. She herself was my friend who broke or sprained or bruised badly her shoulder blade, collar bone, ribs, etc. skiing last winter and the Easter card I got from her was the wildest one I ever had. It was a big basket of colored easter eggs and there was one peek-hole and underneath was her bare naked breasts and chest with a gigantic bruise of lovely yellow and purple, which colored the easter egg on the cover of the card. It was quite unusual and I loved it, except that bruise looked soooo bad, you poor woman!! But she's talking about riding bikes and kayaking soon--so trudge onward, SisSTAR Jane! I always admired your stamina and wilderness-y persona. By all means, bring your tent and camp out on our little 2 acres. There were 4 deer a few days ago, a big fat groundhog, a possum and I don't know how you feel about the skunk but maybe there can just be mutual respect there ;o) And, of course, there's Tuffy. And we can all get in your tent with flashlights and tell scary stories with them underneath our chins -- ooooohhhhhhh! Scary! You know I always wanted a teepee down there and a sweat lodge and, well, maybe we could just nonchallantly throw in a big labyrinth while we're at it. If only I had any energy! Ah, woe is moi! Energy follows intention, so I intend to get my heart ticking good and get out there and clean up my flower beds, the pond, etc. I got all my work done for the 2 docs this wk, even went in tonight after I shopped for supplies at Office Max and drove to the ofc in what looked like something Dorothy and Toto would've flown up in the air in--huge hailstones, really dark tornado-y looking clouds and that eerie greenish sky like you said just passed by you when we were on the phone. So, anyway, I hope you can read this because, for all you do, this Bud's for you ~)!(~ Hope you enjoyed the play. Thanks again for calling and your concern and kindness. It really meant a lot.
SisSTAR Kylita xoxoxo
p.s. Your crescent moon follows after next one and the poem I wrote when we lived up north me, you and DanB!