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Can we call the moment I just had reading this piece, still Tuesday?

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I think I agree with mama in asking you to write something – you’re a great midwife for unborn words: That sounds hectic! I’ll think of another way to put it…

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Been waiting, I won’t say desperately, but seriously waiting for a new thought to break the melancholy around Whitney Houston. I can safely say that itch has been scratched!

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“I propose this overwhelming feeling comes not from NOT knowing enough but not recognizing that we already know more than enough.” I’m still dealing with that one…

Pictures can do that too. Thanks for all those you included, and I send prayers for your friend.

~lucy

those in my day to day life
think the internet is just for paying pills and posting.. I like that on Pintrest…or worse playing on farmville
I love them… I let them be
I know we will never see the same on that

I know where to go.. to be still on sundays.. to drift and think
to refill my cup
with the wonder…. the love… the growing and sharing
that happens in every moment
following the roads that take me to where I am

standing still
at the edge of my lake
looking out across the stillness
in the morning air
watching the sleeping swans
bobbing in the breeze

” Mama says not everyone wants to go deep and that is okay. “But there is no comparison for walking through life with your best friend. It all depends what kind of life one wants.”

oooohhhh I want to go deep… so deep there is no coming back
thank you for sharing the love that surrounds you
it shines

goodnight

Ciao bella,

T

~annie

Wow, what a most beautiful and touching story of your parents. The photos of your parents through the years are lovely and yes, that 1st pic of your mom, timeless beauty indeed! You can see the love they have and that is a very special love. I also especially love the last picture of them laughing together. Loved what your mama said “Because now is what matters most….”

Your sister is right, people can have what ever kind love they want – yes, so true. But many times I don’t think people know what they really want. Many times people want to go through the motions of love and the start is so great and exciting for most, the entire engagement and wedding planning can get people so carried away, but when that is all said and done and they settle into their lives together, they find themselves unhappy. Blaming their significant other, but really it’s these fairy tale weddings and days like today – hallmark holidays that have people feeling they need more from their spouse, when really it has to do with themselves, loving themselves so they can love others. People have to stop focusing on external happiness even with love to find the true core values of love – friendship, laughter, respect, honesty….

2 out of 3 marriages end in divorce because it’s easier to walk away then do the work – if you want to that is.

I witnessed my own parent’s love as well – this year they will be married for 44 years (though they’ve been together since my dad was 15 and mom 16!) and to this day very much in love. They have gone through immense financial hardship – even the past few years, with the collapse of the economy they lost their business (which was helping the elderly and sick) because of loosing their business, they lost their home, cars, savings … everything financial yet they did not break – their love strong enough to survive real financial hardships. Still remaining positive and happy with what they still have – each other and their family.

My dad use to always tell us that we were rich with love and for them, this is all they needed. My whole life I saw the way my dad treated my mom – with such tenderness, caring, respect and a real deep love and knew I would not settle for anything less myself as that is the kind of love I too wanted.

For me love grows – loving your spouse, children, family more today than you did years ago and I know my children who were raised in a home of love, respect, friendship and lots of laughter will learn from this as I learned watching my own parents.

Thank you for sharing your parent’s story, we need more of their kind of love in this world, but it’s got to start with the self first!

The arc of your feelings about the artist you searched out on google is sad, mournful. Perhaps it results from the total compression of a natural acquaintance that one gets sometimes online, learning everything at once that is just laid out in a website, on twitter, in a wikipedia page–although I have read many such that leave me wanting much more, as I’m sure you have. I had a similar experience a few years ago, seeing the current works of a local painter in a gift shop. I had purchased two early painting of her, one mysterious and haunting of children walking in a woodland road, and the other honest and personal–a still life of the artist’s tools on her desk. Her later paintings, on sale for more than we paid, were all of big flowers a la Georgia O-Keefe. I felt that this artist had found a way to make a living and embraced it, at the cost of much to her freedom of subject matter. Perhaps she stills explores her imagination privately and doesn’t offer those for sale. That might even be the case for the artist you encountered. I hope so!

Thanks, as always, for sharing the evolving places where your contemplation leads you, in your strong engagement with life, on a Sunday.

~lucy

~annie

Thanks for your searching words, whether from the morning or the night, as fiction or nonfiction; they just reach across and demand a response!

~lucy

I love your mom ♥♥ she is a wise woman… love her appraoch to relationships…
“Make a commitment to the difficult conversations ”
think I will tattoo that upon my heart and remember it ♥

thanks for the night walk

have a wonderful day

I can see how Garcia Marquez must be a favorite writer with you, because, as I read his Paris Review quotes you selected, I had to keep reminding myself that it was Marquez talking–I could hear your voice insisting that your stories are pulled from the reservoir of truth and experience, even the truth that only visits in dreams.

The freedom that enables you and your parents to speak so meaningfully to each other, whatever the hour, also fuels your freely flowing metaphors. I’m glad you still let them find their way to the surface.

~lucy

Perhaps I should avoid reading your Still Sundays on work days because I always drift off. I said before, its like taking a stroll in the park during the intercourse of night and day, a beautiful summer evening – who would want to work in that environment? Certainly not me.

For now though, let me try and de-hypnotise myself and get back to work.
Brilliant.

Your talk of dreams reminded me of this quote I learned years ago which I thought you would like …

“What is life? A frenzy.
What is life? An illusion,
A shadow, a fiction,
And the greatest profit is small;
For all of life is a dream,
And dreams, are nothing but dreams.”
- Segismundo- La vida es sueño

I hope you will feel better soon. Sending you positive energy and warm thoughts!

Hugs, Annika