Wednesday, 23 September 2020

contra temps

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

23 September 2020 - I have mixed feelings when I peer out our domicile portals.  There is a huge, wild space beyond these walls, of which I was a denizen four months ago.  And then there is the comforting confines within these walls.  Part of me, no doubt the curious part, wants to check out this green, brambly unknown; the sensible part of me affirms all the positive points of my current life.  I am somewhat relieved to suspect the decision lies in the hands of my peeps.  They pass back and forth between these two worlds, but have not invited me to join them out there.  And if they did leave an exterior portal ajar, what would I do?  So far I am stretching my bravery by venturing into the screened area.  Even that at times seems too exposed, too noisy:  I am not ready to be more.






clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


The more one knows
the more questions one has.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - purradox, the seeming contradiction of wanting and also not wanting something (or getting a desired thing and then not wanting it)

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