Thursday, October 10, 2013

WTF?






Crazy times, crazy world. I will never understand how this human planet can so advance scientifically and technologically and not learn or grow an inch when it comes to resolving conflicts and respecting differences. 

Here at my blog I am having a bit of an identity crisis. I am a counselor and a writer and a teacher. All of that is what I want my blog to be. But I am a daughter and a mother and a partner and a friend too, and surely there's room here too for my personal large and small triumphs and troubles. 

Surely I want to tell more stories and write more poems. 

The last few months have been a whirlwind of surgery and high finance and worries and (thank god) simple joys. My blog and my writing has taken a back seat:


What can I tell you?

Of course the world is turned upside down:

Wars and worries wear thin

Even though the seams.

But the sweater of my years is knitted tight,

Weathered wool that softens and warms 

The prickliest skin.

I’ve worn this sweater at every turn,

Even through the nighttime shakes;

Until then, never did the chill

Overtake me.

But lately until then is too often still now

Although I am better. 

And this I know:

with better comes hope

And hope is the earned warmth

Of days to come.

With love
& together strong,
kj


27 comments:

  1. Is there ever a time when it's not crazy? It's just the definition of life I think. William James' "one great blooming buzzing confusion."

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    1. i hate to admit this, cs. we are SO responsible for our lives; not for what happens, but for whether we bounce and how we show up.

      love love
      kj

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  2. I tried to leave a comment from my android... it got stuck in a loop so I hope I didn't leave you fifty of them! Anyhow on the off chance you got none... I read this several times and then read it out loud... the last few lines make me think that you've been recovering a lot more than that knee of yours... They really make me feel more hopeful overall... thanks. Z~ =)

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    1. ah zoe, what a nice comment. i think i am a realistic optimist. or an optimistic realist. the older i am, i can see the harsher the times, sometimes. i know there are people who are actually enlightened in a zen kind of way, but i don't think that will be me. :^)
      love
      kj

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  3. Crazy days indeed. Maybe it's always been this nuts and we're just now noticing? Either way, I'm glad I can come here and peek into your world.
    xox!!

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    1. i love you, prudie1. always will
      you make a good point. but i heard an nor report this morning about the time when there was one, maybe two points of view, aka walter cronkite and the local newspaper. now, there is so much to disagree about b
      y so many that i think it confuses and confounds everything and everyone.

      keep it simple.

      aha!
      love
      kj

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    2. Make that an NPR report :-)

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  4. You do realize that the last days of any semblance of peace in the world were for about 2 weeks right after the final end of WWII. Take your comfort from your life for you will find none in the world.

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    1. mark, i wonder if others have memories of a certain time when the world was simple? i know my childhood in the 1950's was safe. i was out all day without a care, home only for lunch.

      until. i heard about mosquitos and a sleeping sickness that killed you. my innocence eroded. :^)

      i LOVE your last sentence, mark. total wisdom in those words. i will carry them with me.

      love to you, my friend
      kj

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  5. Hi kj,
    I'm catching up...
    So much I have missed...
    Above all else, I want you to know that I am thinking of you, sending lots of love (and thanking God that you weren't hit from behind in your car!)...
    xo
    Kristin

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    1. Hello!!! Thinking of you too, Kristin. Your faces are so fabulous. I'm glad you are back blogging :-)

      Love
      kj

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  6. I worry more than I ever did, and worry that I worry. am I over anxious? is everyone over anxious? I just don't know about all this anymore, so confusing.

    But I am glad you are mending, and posting baby shoes, and enjoying.

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  7. It's an unsafe time in the world, Mim. I try to move past that but it's a reality that must be reckoned with.

    And yet, there is such goodness too. I think my friend the walking man has hit a home run with his advice

    Love
    kj

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  8. I try hard to love uncertainty. The world has always been crazy and unstable, people think it is worse now, but I think we just have more access to what is happening due to the web and TV. I also believe no matter how hard it is to sometimes understand,
    I have to trust that all is well and I do believe that even through the pain. xoxo

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    1. Annie. I think it's worse. There is an absence of civility in our government and among cultures that is increasingly troubling. When I was young the evening news was not controversial. Fact was not so subjective.

      That said, like you, I also trust. I think/ hope we are in the midst of a planetary correction. I wish to live as I want the world to be. I do my part. I know you do too xoxo

      Love
      kj

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  9. that is the best advice, from the tree, i really love it. and your poem, so beautiful kj, of course i love the knitted part, because i think it truly applies in so many ways. thank you for your prayers for trav, and everyone affected with t1d.
    xxxxxxxxxxxx lori

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    1. Hello my dearest friend and best knitter in the world
      xoxo

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  10. The tree spreads sage thoughts. As does your poem. Stay snug in your sweater while you explore what coms next.

    Thanks for your note on my blog.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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    1. Thanks for the encouragement , rob. I hope you are feeling better. Take it easy on those lungs

      Love
      kj

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  11. Crazy times, I agree but somehow your post reminded me of this...when my son was a little boy, we had a very long, tiring day and when I told him that I was tired, he (who always used a bigger word if he could) said, "Whew, Mommy, I'm EXALTED too"! Of course, he meant to say, EXHAUSTED but somehow, just hearing that word lifted my spirits. Funny, how important words can be...

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    1. I love this Kay. It reminds me of my little guy telling me about president hammerhead Lincoln :-)

      Love
      kj

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  12. nice nice nice!!!! Love the poem and the sentiment behind it. xoxo♥

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    1. Hello lo!!! Kiss kiss hug hug

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  13. Love the poem, but underneath I read and hear sadness. Went to my dear friend Hilary's funeral last Friday (cervical cancer), it was superficial, pompous and overdone- NOT what she would have wanted at all! Made me feel even more sad. I cried more than the mourners cried- who was I crying for most-her or me??? As much as I love being at this stage of my life- I hate it too.....Love you my dearest KJ.

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  14. I get what you mean, joss. If we're lucky, and we are, at some point we leave superficial in search of the real deal. Simple and not so simple :-)

    I love you too my dearest joss

    Love
    kj

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  15. The sweater of your years. How lovely kj. This post was almost like sitting talking with you. Loved it.

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    1. Sit and talk with me anytime , Lydia. xoxo thank you

      Love
      kj

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