peeling away the layers

i first heard of the comparison of an onion
and its many layers
to the complexity of
historical events/traumas/adventures
in a human life
when the first layer is removed
you begin to sense the new life that was underneath it
the next layer reveals even more
diving deeper
into me you see
the many AHA moments
indeed
of late i have been noticing
the decades i have lived
i am noticing the weight as well as the lightness
i feel
i have lived a long time
i have history and sometimes it bogs me down
especially when i go shopping and expect *the perfect article* to be there
and it is not
not only is it not, it is no longer even made
that is when i notice i have lived a long time
i have experiences no one else will have ever
i am noticing just what uniqueness each person carries
as they walk this thing called life
i breathe in
i breathe out
tears of joy
tears of sorrow
namaste

casablanca lily

just wanted to say
happy birthday booby z
here's to more celebrations of life
through music and words
many blessings to you
keep 'em coming!

some seeds

this morning i spit three pits into a potted tree plant
i giggled gleefully thinking of each of my children
the ones i gave birth to anyway
one orange tree for each
my thoughts wandered to seeds
expectations
thinking i put too much pressure on the pits
i ventured into words
some seeds live
some seeds die
some seeds come back to greet every year
about the same time
some seeds pair with others
and make their own blend
some seeds sit there
for awhile and surprisingly sprout
some seeds multiply
and multiply
and multiply
some seeds require more care than others
some seeds like having their husk removed
some seeds are so tiny
some seeds are huge
who woulda thunk that spitting three individual pits
would bring me such joy?
i breathe in
i breathe out
courage
namaste
kate