BARNACLES
Matters aquatic, actually more purely oceanic are the magnets of this moment. That, of course, is in addition to fleeting wonder as to how I and the body that houses me will survive the demands of becoming stronger and more mobile as I go through the apparently inevitable setbacks that are part of physical therapy. Knees that had begun to support me more reliably and consistently have chosen to buckle after what I think of as a particularly Herculean effort last week. My bounce-back factor leaves much to be desired. As an NBA fan, I watch experts sprint to aid an injured player and know there are some things that only money can buy. Just tell us where it hurts.Recently Claire Beynon shared via Facebook the tale of a trapped humpback whale and the lengths to which its rescuers put themselves in jeopardy to see the creature freed. The story was most remarkable for descriptions of ways in which the whale acknowledged the courage and kindness of those who rushed to its aid.
I see myself in scarred, barnacled mammals. At times I am able to claim steadiness, perseverance, perhaps a bit of grace if not majesty, simple endurance. Before I lapse into unworthy sniveling, I will just say that, barnacles and all, I have found what for me is consistency in showing up at my own blog at least 10 times a month. With the arrival in my life of Gloria, The Reading Man and the citizens of Billington's Cove, I am inspired to try and write more often. The truth is, pain makes me witless and some days I am at the mercy - she laughed - of my physical self. Fitting all the pieces together requires more finesse, based on the barnacle population and the need for heat or ice packs.
Thank you for visiting, reading, any and all comments, and coming back. Thank you Lisa and Michelle for pointing me in this direction, giving me a shove and saying I didn't need to know just then why I wanted to launch this project. Time continues to reveal the answers. xo
18 comments:
Congratulations! 5 years of being able to share your talent, your voice, and your unique take on life. Here's to many more my dear friend!
Erin
Erin - Thank you. It is my very good fortune to have you along for this adventure. May we share many more and meet often to enjoy the best table at Gloria's. The light, in any season, is so perfect for journaling. xo
Yep-the humility of the body, the humble body. Sometimes, I'm a turtle on my back, trying and trying to flip over.
Congratulations, here's to another 5 years.
Cheers, Marylinn!
Glad you're here, glad there's this place where I can always find some peace.
xxT.
happy anniversary! what's an appropriate 5 year-anniversary treat? i sure hope it's tea cakes....
(or at the very least McVities dark-chocolote covered digestive biscuits). you are a treasure, marylinn kelly.
Ah, there you are....and we KNEW that this Blog would be a perfect repository for the endless flow of beautiful, poetic and humorous words that pour from your mouth every time you open it. There have been many days when, in my own fight against the ravages of the West Nile virus, you not only cooed to me like a healing dove, but left me laughing with happy tears rolling down my cheeks.
However it comes to you, often or not, good days and bad, we, your faithful readers, await.
Happy Anniversary Dear Friend!
Beth - That is just the image, just the sense of it. Trying to flip over, or regain strength. Today I have no answer. xo
Laoch - Thank you. Hope your summer goes well. xo
Antares - Thank you. The first five have been a joy. I intend to keep showing up. xo
T. - Thank you. My words are too few today, thank you. xo
Susan - Thank you. Do please join me for any favorite treat. Anything with dark chocolate has my vote. xo
Lisa - Thank you. In a bit of a howling week your words are balm. Better responses down the road I hope. xo
To All Who Commented - Too little oomph leaves me witless and wordless. Your kind expressions touch me and I thank you in my (I hope) temporarily flat fashion. xoxo
*tosses confetti*
It sounds like a full-blown love-fest and party in here,
to celebrate YOU and your blog!
I love that the lucky ones who find themselves
arriving here get to sample your amazing talent
that we always knew you had....the secret's out!
It's out on the limb where we gather the fruit....
Five years! Bravo! XOXO
'Matters aquatic, actually more purely oceanic are the magnets of this moment."
"Time continues to reveal the answers."
You are a master of the first line, the final line and all the lines between, dear Marylinn.
Happy 5th blog-o-versary. I could not imagine life without you and this, your place, a safe harbour for flimsy boats, barnacles and barnacled whales xo
Michelle - Bless you, thank you. Out on the limb "where we gather the fruit." And thank you for helping push me out there (or here). It is indeed a wealth of encouragement and support here and has been all along, though, fool that I am, I would have kept at it, will keep at it, regardless. But it is so much more friendly with people. My thanks. xo
Claire - Thank you. First lines, final lines and lines in-between feel like pure grace. Our flimsy boats were surely pushed by the same currents, to have found ourselves together. I didn't know I was seeking a safe harbor until I found one where we could all shelter. xo
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