shhhhhhhhhhh at nautilus teachings

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do you
remember
having
energy?
or
are you one
of those peeps
who wakes up
energized
and keeps
the button in
the on position
until
night falls,
work and
all chores are done
when you then
briefly
close your eyes
for a few hours
of sorta sleep
while your brain
slows
but never stops
continually
waking you up
with worries
ideas
lists…
you
my dear
drive people
like me
who love sleep
have a crush
on their bed
snooze
when the sun does
and rise
the minute
color hits the sky-
crazy!

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people like me
need coffee
to slightly wake
our brain
a good work out
to pump us up
little auditory input
and limited
exposure
to your world…
i am actually
laughing right now
because
this
is
d and me…
obviously i am the latter
sleepy headed one!
i rise early
so i have 30 minutes
to feed the dogs
fill waters
restock fizzy waters
and make tea
then i leave to
work out,
before i do
i pop in and say,
“see you at lunch…love you…”
not really giving him time
to reply because
his TV is cranked up
with noise…
when i return
i do yoga
have my coffee
do prayers
and meditate
for the next
3 hours…
i
love
my
life…
by 11 i am introducing
some sound
making d’s lunch
before he arrives home
only to
eat,
grab a 20 minute nap
and fly back out the door…
it is not until
1:00 on most days
that i really feel
ready to face the day…
but
since may,
life has been
crazy!!!
so now
i get to FALL
teeheehee
back into
routine…

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i get to create
paint
write
teach
have coffee
or lunch with friends,
while my love
works long hours
helping people
change and heal
their lives…
something he absolutely loves
and could never not do…
on an occasional morning
such as today
he pops out early
into my morning kitchen space
and stands there
READY!
‘hey…what’s up? what’s going on?
what are you doing?…”
i want to yell
shut the fuck up
but i don’t,
i slowly say,
‘stewie i am not awake,
go away…’
which he does
but always not before he
says,
‘i love you’
over and over
until at last i am giggling…
we are opposites
he, high energy
me, miss i need 10-12 hours of sleep
he, Einstein
me, creative, artsy imagination driven
he, is on/off,
black/white,
in/out,
up/down
i, am everything in between
all mish mashed
into one huge
colorful mess…
he loves anything athletic
i work out only
because it gives me energy
and makes me feel fabulous…
so why are we together?

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fast/slow
noise/silence
love, yes
but it’s
balance!
together
we work.
i am the yang
to his yin
the sugar
in his tea
he is
the canvas
for my brush
the pages
which hold my words…
we are blended
there is not
his and hers.
each adult child
is and always will be
ours
any grandchildren born
are not his or hers
they are ours
we are one unit
no matter our history
of divorces…
this is why we fit.
we accept each others
failures
and we allow each other
to parent, advise and love
each one of our 5 kids…
we listen
talk
give
to one another
and once in a blue moon
a cork pops off
and he blows!
teeheehee
(i never yell
i hate anger)
do i yell back?
NOPE!
inside i am giggling
but outside-
i just stand up
leave the room
and let him calm
himself down…
he will always be
my superman
i will always be
his blondie
and on the mornings
he wakes early
and aggravates me
i will just breathe
in the knowledge
that without
this guy
my life would
turn to black and white
i would loose my colors
and probably live in
a box
with my two dogs
by the ocean
drawing
pictures
in the sand…

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