Winter Solstice 2012

Stay Tuned photo by Uli Baatz posted on Facebook today

Tucson Arizona 8 am

Winter solstice 2012.  A tremendously beautiful day.  What makes it so interesting is the fluttering breeze.  Everything out there is fluttering. It is all in movement.  So it is a beautiful landscape which has come to life.  A beautiful landscape with another dimension added, movement. 

The sky is an exquisite blue.  Not the soft blue of Persian miniatures.  Only once has our sky been that soft blue.  Soft as rose pink.  Soft as softest rose.  I remember looking up at it while we were driving in the country.  “What a pretty blue” I kept thinking.  I couldn’t take my eyes off it. 

I had never seen blue sky like that here.  And I never saw the color again until someone posted a Persian miniature on Facebook.  That is when I recognized the blue.  It is in their art work and maybe churches too.  It is their favorite blue.  Maybe I will call it Persian blue.

Our sky today is pure Tucson.  Tucson blue sky is flawless but a harder blue.  It breathes freshness.  It is the blue of the new born world.  It is the blue of the world freshly made this minute.  If anything it is robin’s egg blue. The blue of a robin’s egg.  The blue robin’s egg which takes your breath away because you know you are looking at a miracle.

A bright sun is going on somewhere too.  Altho I cannot see it from either of my windows but I see some of its light splashing against cream colored buildings.  

What makes today unique is the fluttering. It doesn’t go on all the time just when the breeze blows.  Then the whole landscape out my window moves. The big branches swing and the thin branches flutter.  Just enuf leaves left on them to flutter in the breeze.  Fluttering leaves.

The world is fluttering.

Today is of course a very special day.  It has been heralded as the day the new world begins.  The Great Mayan Calendar ends today. All the cycles in the universe are completed. And begin again.

Many wonderful promises were made for this date.

How interesting that at this exact point in my life Frank the Yaqui Indian who lives down the street is in my house every afternoon or evening doing work for me in my house.

For a long time ever since Bill went to Heaven my most intimate relationship was with Jim.  Every morning he picks me up and drives me to my pool.  Continues on to his club and picks me up on way home.  He drives me on my errands before or after swimming.  And sometimes we have driving lessons before my swim.

Such was my life for past year and a half and such is my life now.

But then I hired Frank to fix up my house.  And for past few months he has been arriving every afternoon or evening to do work in my house.  Usually he comes in the evening now.  I am already in my back room under the covers watching tv or napping when I notice the sounds of Frank being in the house.

He comes in thru the side gate and walks thru my backyard and in my back door to kitchen and begins to work.

It took a long time for our vibes to mesh. There are 3 vibes. His vibe, my vibe, and the vibe of my house.  He painted all the walls of all the rooms ‘cept my computer room and bathroom. And painted all the floors ‘cept my computer room and bathroom

And he put up Bill’s paintings and tapestries all over the house.  It looks like a brand new house.

Only my computer room is still the old way.  But he washed all my windows for me so even that is new.

Now there is a man in my house every evening doing all the work Bill used to do.  He does all the work Bill used to for me and more.

So many times he arrives when I am sleeping.  I wake up to the sound of Frank working in the other wing of the house.  I get up and try to find which room he is in.

It is not the close relationship I have with Jim.  Which is identical to when I hung out with my cousin Richie every day during our childhood summers in the country.  Jim and I are like cousins. 

Frank is work man.  He comes to do work.  He does work while he is here.

But it means Anne is taken care of.  Every evening a man comes to do work in her house. Whatever is needed.  

Frank and Jim together are my substitute for Bill.  Of course there is no substitute for a husband.  That is a relationship, special kind of relationship. 

But Frank does all he work Bill used to do.  He takes care of the house.  And Jim drives me everywhere like Bill used to do. 

Instead of hanging out with Bill in the car while he is driving I hang out with Jim while he is driving.  Jim is a lot more relaxed driving than Bill was so we can kid around more.  

Plus driving with Bill is when I got to hear all his thoughts about everything.  I loved it.  With Jim I express myself.  I tell stories.  I tease, I have fun

Frank working is different too.  He works because he loves to work. Because he loves to earn money. And because he loves me.  But of course it is not the same as Bill working to fix up our house.  Frank is working to fix up my house.

He has his own house with Diane and his dogs a few houses down.

He arrives from his house and returns to his house when he is finished.

Because his truck has stopped running, it is convenient for him that he arrives with handtruck and can move heavy things with that.

Both Frank and Jim were born here in Tucson. Jim grew up in this neighborhood.  I guess Frank grew up in the barrio.

Frank quit school at 13 years old and went to work and has been working ever since.  Work is what he likes to do.

Not just hard physical work, he likes decorating also.  After he finished painting all the walls he hung Bill’s paintings up for me.  He did a great job.

It is the joy of my life having Bill’s paintings on the walls.  Bill had them all in his closet.  He didn’t like his art up while he was working. Now I get to enjoy all of it.

Well we’ll see what my new life brings me. The world is brand new, planet is brand new.  Everyone starts their new life today. It is nice having a birthday the same day as everyone.  Not only all the people but the animals, the trees, the plants, the minerals.  Today is our birthday. 

We all moved into a higher dimension together today.

It is our first day all together in this new higher dimension.

We are in the dimension of love. We moved into a higher dimension of love.  All the dimensions are love I now realize.  We just moved up into even more love.  

I wonder how cold it still is out there. Our nights have turned cold.  But when sun is high enuf you can sunbathe in it.  At noon you can sunbathe in sundress.

It is only 9 o’clock now.  But the sun has hit the hammock Frank found and put in my backyard.  Maybe I will try going out to it and see if the sun is warm enuf for me to lie in it for a bit

I love you

Annie