Reflection

Ocean Beach Waves by rcw

 Saturday morning....I shouldn't be keeping so many late nights in a row, but it's worth it to hear the rain just starting.  We've been working on our video material since the recording board is in the shop.  I kind of dread the expense, but we need it.  Somehow things will work out.

Been thinking a lot about life; how we begin our journey all full of piss and vinegar then somehow as we go through the process, we become better...like an aged brandy (or for me aged bourbon!).
We don't get that way by having an easy time of it.  No.  We get challenged, forced to question, inspired to try, then somehow some of us take all that mentoring and actually do something worthwhile.

I've fallen short of some goals, but realize that it's my own  choosing.  If I really want to pursue something, I damn sure know how to get off my butt and do it.  All in all, it's been an interesting life...lots more joys than sorrows, although the sorrows have cut soul-deep at times. But I'm grateful for every experience good and bad.

So what does it mean, this Fifty Five Is The New? What's it all about in the early morning with the rain? For today, Fifty Five Is The New Reflection....looking back and looking ahead through the mirror in my soul.

Insomniac

Night Curtains 1 by rcw

                 There's something truly special, to me, about staying up all night....writing or doing artwork or music, or chatting with an old friend...or even just watching the moon traverse the sky.

                It's a special kind of privacy, being alone with one's thoughts...desires...ghosts. Edgy and full of possibilities good and bad, the wee hours sometimes make us reckless-cloaked as we are in pre-dawn's velvet.

              Done my best thinking and worst drinking at those moments; 'though I dare say with age it's become more of the former and lots less of the latter. Sometimes I even miss that old moi the besotted...just sometimes. Not enough to crawl back in for another binge, that's over.  I'll always have memories...and the lack thereof.
           Tonight brings the stars, moon and the gentle snoring of my beloved...good things for an insomniac to have at fifty-five or any age...so for this moment, Fifty-Five is the new Insomniac, one of the grateful children of the night.   

             

10/20/10

Interesting date, this 10/20/10....I wonder what it means in numerology.
Something auspicious, most likely.

Many cultures feel that numbers are important....meaningful....conveying heavy, spiritual messages that are too complex to be described in mere parables. I feel that's probably true.  I mean, look at physics.  Sure sounds like a lot more than math, doesn't it?t

I'm not going to write much today.....been working on a few things and need to get away from the keyboard once in a while. But the date just struck me as something special and just thought I'd mention it. And if it is, well then I've covered my ass in the Important Dates To Observe department, eh?

For today, Fifty Five Is The New 10/20/10....sounds pretty special to me, and why not?  We're still alive!