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Sunday June 24, 2018

Morning noise v. morning quiet – I like both. Sometimes I choose, most often I ‘hear’ what surrounds me. Noise of a train rolling by clickity-clack, plane overhead, hum of nearby traffic, TV in another room, a ringing phone. And my fridge making those gurgling sounds.

Or silence.

Most of all I like my silence interrupted.

Quiet rain falling, or snow ‘in season’. Or by some Debussy, some Jarrett, or some jazz  . Or silence again. Just me, my coffee, my thoughts – we seem happy together. Moments for sharing, but alas, I’m alone but not forever, I’m lonely but not for long, I’m immersed in the next project of my life … not fully formed, but coming together.

Quiet today with sunny forecast – lets hope!

Yesterday, gloomy start – I wrote this part:

Saturday morning in the rain – pounding early, heavily overcast, ‘tunder and lighting shook the windows – it was as Saturday morning before 6AM. It was the 23rd of June, third day of summer and 3rd shortest night of the year. Rather than glorious sunshine (actually, the sun was still shining – just obscured by a massive storm moving over the city) I looked out at a motionless parking lot with only two sounds – rain falling, water running …

It was extraordinary. Chairs on the patio were wet so I covered the driest one with a blanket, snuggled in to list to wetness all around. Rain falling – it’s pace intermittent, water spilling down from the balconies on floors above. Wind gusts blew spritzes of wet on my face. My hands cradled by coffee mug for warmth. Precious, calm, quiet – except for the rain. Nobody to talk with, but I had plenty to say. I was imagining a conversation or two, planning my day and evening logistics and wondering about some choices on my agenda …

Not requiring immediate action, but several personal and professional connections with some moving parts – not rehearsing conversations, but thinking through logistics, questioning what made sense and what didn’t. Preparing myself mentally, for worst and best scenarios. The worst – that things might not work out as hoped, as planned. The best – could make for my best year ever. And yes, business could be good too …

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Loved this one. Totally guilty at just looking at display and deciding whether to answer or not which is most times not, MJ, Calgary, AB

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Great post today!, MJ, Calgary, AB

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Your columns are full of "Food for Thought." Keep up the great writings. You are changing lives, one word at a time. Cheers!, MJ, Calgary, AB


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