I lit a fire tonight – the first one of the year.
It was a cheerful scene –
The dancing flames, Hayden on the radio,
The dog curled up in her soft bed,
Drowsy from the heat.
I sat soaking up the comfort,
And felt at one with you alone in your beloved New York loft,
Where you told me you had done the same
While longing for companionship.
I wondered if, unseen, you’d joined me here,
Enjoying with me the kind of evening
We used to love to spend together.
Reflection
Lively music; dancing, warming flames in the fireplace – They made a cozy scene, although I need to start figuring out how to feel complete and comfortable by myself. People do that all the time. At least they say they do.
If I go back to yesterday’s thought about just being fine with what is, and letting it be, it was a time of relaxation and pleasure. I thought of a conversation I’d had earlier in the day about the way dogs and cats provide companionship and unconditional love. I’m glad that I have my animal companions. It gives me deep pleasure to have them with me. They demonstrate how to live happily and love unstintingly.
Shaman, 2006
Ellen: Cat Notes March 15 2001
In front of the fire,
The cat lies on your lap.
She melts like a lump of butter,
Spreads out
And pours down your leg.
She lies there :
A molten puddle,
Her beauty visible
With special eyes.
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