Javajune's Blog

Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

A toad is never just a toad

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 A little tree toad (frog) waving his peace sign. He lives on my deck and sometimes sings me to sleep.

As I ready a suit case and line up my clothes in an effort to pack for an up-coming trip, I am once again struck by a bag of mixed emotions and uneasy thoughts. This always happens to me when I am about to take a trip. It’s silly really, all the what if’s get together and form this ugly mass that is menacing and gets in the way of me just letting go and simply enjoying my trip. I love to travel and dream of it every chance I get but for some reason I worry about crazy things like: what if I never get to come back home to the people and things I love, what if something awful happens while I’m gone, what if the dog gets lost, the house burns down, someone dies, my plane crashes and so on  and so forth.  I can’t take everyone and everything with me when I travel, so I take my worries and emmotional baggage instead. Just once I would like to let go and really enjoy the moment, the experience, the culture and my passion to explore without worries. When I close my eyes I see new places to explore, like unfamiliar city streets, trendy shops, I hear street cars, see mountains and smell a hint of sea spray behind my ear. A relaxing trip is just like a good meditation; it leaves you with a clear head and restored body.

Life is complicated and things are never quite as they seem. The way something appears on the surface is deceiving and there is so much more hidden beneath the surface. Taking a trip should be simple, you plan, pack and travel. If only it were just that simple. I’m still very excited about my trip and can’t wait to step foot off the plane in Oregon even though my feelings are complicated. I think worrying is a bad habit that’s hard to break.

It’s okay, this is just a process I go through, nothing to worry about. I’ll paint my dark canvas and then the sun will come out and melt the dark shadows into a haze of warm sparkly bliss. This process always reminds me of a verse from the song “Thick as a Brick” by Jethro Tull.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water —
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other —
as the failing light illuminates the mercenaries creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling —
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping — their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

I love that- it paints such a picture for me as I pack up all the needful things that will accompany me on my trip.

Good tune -Enjoy!

 

My words but a whisper….

xo-jj

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August 10, 2009 Posted by | me, nasty habits, photography | , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

Serendipitous Love Story

VERY< SEXY< SEXY (serendipity movie quote)

In keeping with our Valentine’s weekend’s  theme of love, I thought I would share some lovely thoughts with you. My Valentine’s Day morning began with the movie Serendipity which is the ultimate romantic movie and one of my all time favs. It stars John Cusack- love him!!!  Kate Beckinsale’s character kind of reminds me of ME and her predicament is something that I could totally see myself  involved in. The soundtrack is phenomenal- especially if you’re a cult fan of the late Nick Drake. Speaking of  ultimate romance, I have the perfect love story to share with you. It’s not my story but one that belongs to a dear friend of mine and I know she won’t mind if I share it with you.

Caroline was a young wife and mother of four. She thought her marriage was solid when she quit her job and hit the books in pursuit of a nursing career. Shortly before she finished her degree her husband had an affair which left her to raise four kids without a job or enough money to support them.  A few months later on Christmas eve she found herself sitting under a bare Christmas tree without a single gift for the kids.  She was having a good cry, when there came a knock at the door. To Caroline’s surprise the man standing at her door was the husband to the woman who ran off with her ex. Tom showed up with gifts for the kids and food for a complete Christmas dinner. He helped her decorate the tree and wrap the gifts. After the holiday, Tom began to check on Caroline with periodic phone calls and dropped by to deliver groceries. A budding romance ensued and they were married a year later. He helped her raise the 4 children and a fifth child that they conceived together. A little Karma or serendipity, perhaps? Either way it’s the perfect story to wrap-up this weekend of love.  Okay, you’ll have to carry on without me; I have a date with a box of chocolate truffles.

jj

February 15, 2009 Posted by | lovers, me, rants | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments