What I need to remember is that I had a whole world, an entire universe before this past decade.----With a lover/best friend, wonderful dogs, gardens, an awesome parrot and parakeet, a home--Yes--and even families, as annoying sometimes as they were: sisters, cousins, a wise old auntie, my dear Mother and Father. I had trips, and a few gifts and houseplants, strength and stamina for hike after glorious hike....The mind-boggling Southwest with its geologic span of time and all the creatures living there: wild horses, ancient tortoises, mountain goats, chuckwallas, and those birds Oh My! Neverending sunsets, shining blue mountains, sheets of wildflowers and palisades of earth in brilliant tones of red, violet, creme, orange, striated, ancient, with petroglphs and rock carvings. Links to historic tribal paths, the swirling ancient ones; I could hear their murmurings in the deep velvet black and starry lit sky. And quiet so intense I cried.
Magic fish in a transitory stream and bushes of flame and feathery wisps of wishes and golden dreams of yore for those were our last halcyon days together in our youth and our hearts, fingers, eyes, and souls as one, or three with our dear black and red dogs and we were a wildly spinning handholding secret language world unto ourselves with comets, and moons, and suns, and stars. And I have to keep remembering I once had a home, I once had a home,... and just like Dorothy, I can click a few times in my mind and return home.
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