The life and times of Deborah Spake

Archive for December, 2007

Happy New Year 2008!

Tonight is Hogmanay, the holiday began by the Scots, celebrating the transition from one calendar year to the next.  A week ago was the Winter Solstice.   From the Yule tree to the fire, candles lit in memorium, musical journeys on the santoor, the warmth of a friend’s hug - to the sun setting into the ocean, prayers in the heat of a lodge, warm mulled wine and winter squash soup..  Silence, words, remembrance.  My grandmother was born on Dec. 31 at midnight.  When her mother was asked which date shall be her daughter’s birthdate - she answered, “On the date when I did all the work..”  My great grandmother, who lived to 103 yrs. old was born on New Years Day. Two birthdays, ancesters born at this time. At this time two close friends are losing a parent (each).  My heart goes out to them. There IS beauty everywhere.  And in each day.  Each breath.  Love those you love - now.   Love yourself.  Live out your dreams.  This world is quivering at the excitement of you, eagerly anticipating all you can do.  This year will be the year of ‘doin the damn thing’, as a good friend once said.  A year of action, new beginnings, following through, creating one’s destiny..   Carpe dium to all!  Be the peace you wish to see.

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Lemon Drop & a Guinness

It’s weird how life seems to fold in on itself, new creases remniscent of the older ones from previous layers. And then moments mirroring other moments. Once you notice it - it keeps coming up.. a sort of cylindrical ‘deja vu’. Something of who we are - casting numerous shadows.. a scattering of echoes — coming back to us in pieces. And here we are knowing or unknowingly attempting to decode the riddle of what it is - to be here.. Alive.

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