Day 1094: If you are lost or need assistance

The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally

Yesterday morning, I felt lost and needed assistance,  because snow had returned to Boston:

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Why did I react to the first snowfall of the season that way?

  1. I’ve lived in Boston for 62 years and, at this point,  have seen enough  snow.
  2. Last year’s record snowfall was so overwhelming and painful, I was considering titling this post “PTSD: Post Traumatic Snow Disorder.”
  3. Now that I’m on anti-coagulants for the rest of my life, it’s very dangerous for me to slip and fall while walking, and I LOVE to walk, no matter what the weather.

Anyway, no matter what the weather, we can all feel lost and need assistance, at times.  That’s why I noticed this sign at work:

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It’s wonderful to know there’s a service ambassador on call, happy to assist me.

Which reminds me of how happy I am that, starting next Monday, thanks to our new “Quick Response”…

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An Open Letter: Dating a traveler

Wanderlust: Becoming a Traveler

Before you date a traveler, you should know that traveling comes first. In every way. Always. As a result, don’t expect her to settle in one place for the rest of her life. She will always need to move on. That’s what she does – she moves on. She moves from cultures and its people …and she moves on to new cultures and with new people. She does so because she wants something out of her life that cannot be found in just one place – perspective, understanding and knowledge. This doesn’t mean that she’s disloyal, though. Her love for travel is not in competition with her love for you – the two can never be compared that way! Ultimately, her biggest hope is to find someone to move on with. So when she feels the urge and moves on, it’s not because she doesn’t care for you…

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Roomies: The roommate rules

Wanderlust: Becoming a Traveler

Since I moved away from my parents five years ago, I’ve been living with roommates. All sorts of roommates – some where friends, even close friends, others were just roommates with whom I shared a laugh and a nice meal with every once in a while and one in particular was definitely not a friend, on the contrary.

Having moved to Amsterdam now, I’m sharing an apartment with two other lovely ladies – one of which is a dear friend of mine, the other I didn’t know beforehand but look very much forward to getting to know. Although I have wondered if it would be a good idea to move in with my friend, fearing if it would eventually lead to an ending of our friendship, I’ve come to following conclusion: Why not!? We’ve been friends for almost a decade now and are both up-front and straight-forward people who handle…

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Omen haiku

Consciousness creates reality

concrete explosion
windshield shattered glass and screams
don’t stop keep driving

the plane disappears
into a big tunnel with
all the other planes

this is the crossroads
in the sky of the dream time
shadows stand in cue

intersecting pipes
hey where is this plane going
sit obedient

I don’t remember
what we talked about but it
had to be said here

back seat of a car
our faces blank encrypted
empty terminal

there was harmony
in the waypoints of our chaos
it was all a sync

wake up remember
nothing one third of your life
evaporated

empty liquid mind
in the crystal melting snow
lysergic acid

it flips like a switch
when the moon is full and pulls
the lofty curtain

bursts a spinal disc
when strayed too far off the path
sciatic for life

African root bark
ground and put into capsules
metallic vomit

fly around the room

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