Recent books

Carrie Fisher: Wishful Drinking
Yes, that Carrie Fisher. Sardonic through and through. A couple times I laughed out loud, though it should have been more - again I read it too fast. Short and quick.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez: Memories of My Melancholy Whores
Really beautiful. A short read (115 pages). Because it's so short I hesitate to say much - a poet's take on aging and love.

Tana French: In the Woods
I wrote on FB after finishing this that sometimes I just want to read books that aren't like real life. Again, hard to explain without giving anything away. The first chapter was irritating because it was so flowery and unnecessary big words I thought, but then it calmed down and was well done.

Another sight

Since I was in open space area with the cattle, the border of it bordered some rather largely disgustingly big houses. See below.


Whew. And, they are right next to each other. Ugh.

I went to a networking-ish event tonight that focused on corporate social and environmental sustainability (mostly environmental). The best quote: Change. People like the noun, not the verb.

Unfortunately that is mostly true. It was interesting to hear the group of 4 men speaking. I must say thought that it irritates me when in some instances things (I think) should be better moderated/facilitated and they aren't. Makes me want to jump up and take charge. I did not this evening. All for the best.

Mooo oooM

Bookends

Silence

the heavy weight of silence
light and carefree
golden sunlight through the glass
not to be
oppression, suppression, suspension
let's make lemonade

Happy Easter!

Being away from home and family, I wanted some sort of traditional activity. Easter moved from being a religious holiday to a time to get together and have brunch, and that's what we'd do. I was going to have brunch with a friend, but it was sort of an up in the air thing, and it never landed to become reality. Which was fine.

So, I went to church. But I went to a Unitarian Universalist service. I think it's my first one ever. The church had the rainbow flag flying, inviting one and all to come worship. Wait, do UU's worship? Apparently they don't really believe in Easter.

I sat there somewhat bemused, but also interested, and laughed/smiled when we sang a song and jumped up and down from our seats like it was a football wave. I blinked when people clapped at the choir's beautiful singing (but also clapped).

I looked for some semblance of relation to a Catholic mass; oh, wait, they did pass around the offering plate... That sounds mean, but really, it was the only thing that really related but even then it was different, because they noted that if you were a guest no need to put anything in, and also had activity bags to pass out for the kids.

Then there were meditations (sort of like a sermon), which I liked. The best one was relating rising again to awakening, and how each of us can awaken to a new life, and live in this life to its fullest. A good credo.

As I walked home I smelled the roses.


NOTE:
I called my friend this morning to check on the brunch thing, and she had been in church (she is fairly Catholic). Told her that M had almost run over a bunny yesterday, and we were wondering if it would rise again for today. "Um, we don't call him Bunny." I just laughed and laughed. She said: "I've only been out of church for a half hour and I'm already irreverent; I'm trying to be holy for at least an hour. Bye!"

Past, Present, Future

I used to be adamant about trying to stay friends with ex-lovers/boyfriends/husbands. Yet my ex is gone out of my life. Is it so bad? Perhaps a clean slate is a good thing.

Happy 4:20 ( a day after )

Had a friend in town for a couple days. Stopped by the Golden Gate Park and ran into a 4:20 celebration. Alas, no contact high. Hope you've been groovy.