EN PASSANT

There's Room At The Cross...

i walked into the Solarium and met a

96 year old former piano teacher.

She played beautifully.

*

Sunday mornings can be peaceful,

when one is not dreaming of pureed

potato chips.

*

Andrea the nurse was my morning

Angel. She called me twice at least.

And i went over as fast as my feet

would carry.

*

Plus+, it's only a block away. And

i know the drill.

*

There's a Prayer that goes,"LORD,

protect me from my well=meaning

Relatives." I strongly suspect that the

Matriarch said that Prayer each and

every Time i showed up at her bedside.

On both good & bad days. Yet, she

never made a fierce complaint against

me directly---it would've grinded her

natural grace and bloodily pierced my

Fair attentif Aspect. We held each

other at arm's length, out of a certain

mutual respect. But Love was there.

Ask anyone.

*

Rose Mary called and said,"Well, now

I have to be the funny/crasy one."

And i replied."You are nearly half=way

there." The blood of Hane's blood

attended her well & fully.

*

The Days are come upon to tell Great

stories of the rheumatic girl from

Framingham! Whose five children are

no less miracles of the shared love of

Brilliant scientists best met @ MIT.

And everything natural which progressed

of their especial union. MAC is holding

her fast from here to the past...their

Love reunited on vapourous planes^

*

i would grieve that which i cannot

Celebrate~~but i dasn't sully that fine

Example of what they showed me...

That Love is All & there really isn't any

Death or Parting. Just a pause in

perfect meeting; today they are met to

reinforce the Message.

*

i am glad of the music of the Solarium.

i am glad of Angels who know how to

puree potato chips. And i am especial

Happy that grief is short & passing,

but Love and Forebearance are both

strong and long=lasting.

*

Remember, then, your own fair Mother

who taught you all the same exact

things. They Orphan us Not.

~slac~

COMFORT

Transitus...

*

i could give you a list of helpers a

mile long, and then add another

mile. It reboundingly baffles my

simple nature.

*

Nursing is an active verb.

*

The Engineer was on the morning

Point run and i was on the admit

catch & clarify. Together, we pulled

a very good moving mission.

Well=coordinated if i do say so my

own self. The Matriarch pulled her

weight and met, again, even more

especial caring people...including her

room=mates~the sleepy Lyla, the

slightly confused Marietta And the

mischievous Charlotte. Grand gals in

a four=bang barracks^ Hane was a

bit sparkly this evening for Nurse Mabel.

That's encouraging to me as the day

comes on...the Brighter Day. And i have

the very high standards. Beauty!

*

WE hear from JJ, the Navy Nephew,

that his contingent is doing large and

excellent things for the victims of the

Waters near the sub=continent.

Join the Navy~see the world~save some

Lives. Some would say that the American

Military don't accomplish good things in

this crasy werld...but i know different.

This fambly is about the Helping and the

Missions of Mercy. Even granpa MAC in

WW 1 must have done some=one some

Blessing in Old Europe. I'll have to wait a

fair number of years to hear it true^

*

TIME is a graceful companion all=together.

She waits on us like a winking, blinking,

laughing, emotif Mother. She makes our

sleeping restful & our simple actions

poignant... AND consults with G & J about

our abilities to Bear all things. A kiss in

darkness or in day=light ever offered up.

TIME is another grand lady^

*

Concluding thot: "You meet the nicest

people, when you have the Need of them."

Another mile of Names added on...

and potent smooches for all ~slack

KICKING & SCREAMING

soft food & a regular room...

*

the docs & nurses wanna kick

Hane loose becos she is

coming around and refusing

to be treated like an invalid.

[or a pin cushion, or a consumer

of too much rat=poison.] And

Hey! If i had purple elbows &

a Yellow Purse, i would also

desire to make changes toward

the restful status quo. Yet,

she needs to make still more

and better fysical recovery.

Eighty years of poking & prodding

are quite enuf, thank you^

*

irregardless of that, Maisie came

down again to crack the whip

with both the patient & the care

takers...to focus our hearts and

minds on the continuing werk.

Such sisters i have! Lizard was

also brung down from beantown

to sleep in the guest=room &

administer to her namesake.

It was nice [for me] to have yet

anothre companion for which i

could cook my famous scrambled

eggs. And we walk the good

together toward the hospital.

Elemental memory!

*

Such is the road i travel, not by

hard choosing but becos my feet

naturally fall in front of each

other... G bless & protect all

those who are caught unawares

without stumbling there=on.

The eyes are bright and the

tongue is slaked with pureed

zucchini...even after a large &

malevolent Wave.

*

Share only the necessary

Shunky~~~slac

TUBE & NOT TUBE...

Title: Toleration...

Mood: mildly encouraged and

cautiously optimistic

Noise: oxygen passing freely

among friends, neighbors and

newly arrived relatives

Observation: "You can only become

so ill of health that the consulting

Doctors make a sincere effort to send

you somewhere else..."

*

I prayed the other night that i would

Hear the dulcet tones of my own fair

Matriarch again. Be careful of what

you wish. What i got for my long and

arduous forbearance, was a raspy,

toothless admonition to:

"Shut up!" And then she went back to

the breathing work which is only and

entirely hers to do. Such a crusty old

bird who won't let any=one state the

obvious. Thank Heaven Uncle Danny

[her lesser brother] is there to mitigate

my culpable austerity. Or something

like that. {secret: Danny & Rose Mary

are to Hane as the Engineer & Kay are

to me~the STOPS of our pitiable Hearts

who tell us to,"Cut the Crap! And Get

over Your=self!"}

Meanwhile...Hospital food is really Good,

if you don't have to take it through a

Tube. Ask floralilia if you dasn't believe

the experience i have had of such things.

Also~do not walk against the light when

your favourite JEHOVAH'S WITNESS is

saying Hello. Morning Serendipity^

~the old man who attends fully realised

opulent women---slac

*

HYPERGRAFIA...

Hane, the Matriarch, is expressing

her determination under trying conditions.

Like a spit=fire.  Rose Mary and i are

finding it hard to compete with her intellect!  Twas Ever Thus^

Meanwhile, if i have neglected my best

and favourite Glowers [Vince/Muse]...

It's only because i have about a million other things to currently pay attention to. OR~maybe just as many much the so as

TIME proceeds.  Hane would be proud of how Bill Clinton and George Herbert Walker Bush are joining her solicitude of the tsunami victims.  Perfection!  It ain't such a hard thing to Accomplish in times of Trouble.  Ask Shirley Chisolm who is currently Counseling all the Angels.

Life is Good~~you'd rather something else??         Advocatus=slack   *

 

INCREMENTALUS

Mass is a good thing.

*

Hane has an up=day...

writing a blue streak on

her clip=board while

Rose Mary, Jim and i

minister to her. Not to

mention the nurses and

doctors who chart her

progress cumulatively.

She pulled four {4!} hours

on ambient oxygen/air.

Toni & Todd took time out

of their continuing miraculous

recoveries to visit---to me,

they look really, really Good.

Some=times long hard roads

kind of join each other.

Hane watched both the Mass

and the Rosary on EWTN.

{Rose Mary copped some Holy

Water from the cathedral real.}

Have i said recently that miracles

don't surprise me?

*

I would write about the

staggering tragedies in the South

Seas but to me they are simply

unfathomable. The mind &

soul are numb=struck by their

sheer magnitude. But i Pray no

less for them than for myself &

my fambly...the Trials are great

yet the Rewards of caring are

priceless in the sight of G^

In between dreams of Beauty

i felt a poignant emotion that:

"There are no lapsed Catholics."

{or any other religion, for that

matter} There is just the work

which impels us toward the

unity of Light. So~as long as

one is treading the correct Path,

there are no tripping points.

Mary Baker Eddy probably

agrees with me there. Join!

OH, Angels the songs of G's

fantabulous plan! It's a

mitzvah. The ruddy infant is

blessed and the yoke is mild.

OR~if you have a more Eastern

mind, remember to

Hear all & Say Nothing...

Bear all & Do Nothing...

Abandon all & Be Nothing.

{Also, pray as if every=thing

depended on Jehovah; Act as if

every=thing depended on You.}

*

Thereyago...

Sunday, January 02, 2005^

FAIR WEATHER

Happy New Year to us All.

*

The hospital, like the Werld is

quiet...Recovering from last night's

party. My brother, the lieutenant

Colonel [ret. USMC] flew back

early this morning to his native

beloved Left Coast. He's only a

cell=fone away. Maisie [my sister]

and her husband took me and the

Engineer [my baby brother] out to

Lunch. Hane's baby sister joined us

and the meal was memorable.

Hane's sister is a Nurse...and much

the more. She is my back=stop,

Agent, Deputy, surrogate mother

and about a million othre good

things i find hard to describe.

We are extremely and profoundly

happy that she came to counsel us.

Rose Mary is, simply, a Blessing.

And the best friend any struggling

Matriarch could have, blood or no

blood. If i loved her any=more i

would burst at the seams. And

she makes Hane laugh...id est as

much of laughter as the Matriarch

is capable of expressing. Beauty.

*

Everyone asks after me...How i am.

Hell! I'm in a sheet=box of my own

construction! A Man who loves his

Fambly too long & too well might

come to a bad middle. Bullsheet.

The love of their concern and my

Action OR inaction burnish my

humane resolve. Over time i have

become fearless of a great many

things. But it is hard to discern becos

i hold the secrets i know close within

my fierce Nature. And i passel them

out in fair and appropriate Measures.

Mine is not the common coin of

stress/distress OR panic & worry.

I accomplish the necessary and

prove the great proceeding miracles

by calling on their eminent chance

and possibility. Faith! I can be a

stern survivor of much...but the trick

is to make it look effortless. Who

else needs such an advocate? I'll be

taking applications within the Year.

Well! Enough about me!

Hane is doing her thing Admirably.

Many of us would pray to proceed

as well under like conditions.

And there it is. A Mother's Love is

endless & Perfect---She teaches us

everything in turn and in time.

No wondre the Christ took time out

of His crucifixion to console the

mothers of Israel. And yet~that

Saving baby is not yet Anointed.

*

Rocky is Hane's favourite Grand.

And grand=nephew Noah spoke the

much at me last night by fone.

And those things which are not yet

Perfect are approaching that state

in their own sweet moment.

prospero nuevo anno...

tomorro...

~slac