Where in the spectrum of my life am I? Some say I'm "over the hill"; I sometimes agree. My body keeps telling my mind, "your too old for that" but my heart is young and strangely, I'm always 18-28 in my dreams. I've heard that we do not leave one life on earth, and begin another in heaven. Eternal life is a continuum, only location changes. I like that idea. It's not too late to begin a new project, set a goal, or make a change.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Night Visitors
I'm as friendly as most and probably more than many but some creatures are not welcome. Last week in my abode in Swaziland, I was visited by a black snake, giant millipede, monstrous locust thing, several wasps on steroids, and a whole convention of gnats, flies, and moths. Not willingly, mind you, I was inhospitable to the point of whacking with a whip and chasing with a candle flame. I never did see the mice that bulked up on my oat bran and that's just as well. I squashed numerous spiders in my shower and brushed a couple of beetles out of my bed. It's good to be home.
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