Raw end of the stick or right end of realty? Go over there and put your excuses in the doesn’t hold water bucket. It contains and I quote – I couldn’t find your number, I lost my phone, I already found a 4th, 5th or 6th for the game, I thought it was Sunday and made another plan. I over booked my week and so on. The victims club has closed membership. The numbers of people who signed up exceeded the space limit. You’re not my cup of tea, I prefer not to sit at your table, you press the wrong buttons in me.

“ I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now. From up and down and still somehow. It’s clouds illusions I recall. I really don’t know clouds at all.” Oh, Judy Collins, yes- both sides now.

Lessons come wrapped in perfectly sealed, beautifully ribboned packages, we think not.

Once burned adages streaming in double digits. Option “Turn it off”- thank you Elder McKinley. Book of Mormons. ” I got a feeling, that you could be feeling, a whole lot better than you feel today. You say you got a problem, well that’s no problem. It’s super easy not to feel that way.” If only.

By the way next to the bucket that holds no water, there is a forgive everyone everything line. Our world is in an inflammatory state of disarray. Pay it forward, give tzedakah and make someone else’s day.

Shall We Play? Tra la la

We’ve just been introduced.
I do not know you well.
But when the cards were shuffled.
Something drew me to your side.
I sensed we could be friends.
Share a joke or two.
It made me think we might be— Similarly occupied.

Shall we play? Tra la la
Shall we still sit together,
And depend upon each other?
On a clear understanding that we signal with the 7’s? remember to count aces.
Shall we play?
Shall we play- shall we play?

Shall we play? Tra la la
Shall we turn on the music,
Shall we try?
Shall we go down with four jokers and hope our partner matches.
And just go for a mere per chance.
With a clear understanding that this kind of thing can happen, shall we try and then try and then try.

When the last little 3 has left the deck.
Shall we still play together,
Staying tethered to the table
And show up with a poker face?

Cause we know we are better.
For engaging one another
So we played and we played and we tried.

“Whatever We Got Going”

Life on life’s terms. One step forward two steps back. The question as the years of isolation from the pandemic fade in our rear view mirrors is -can we recover experiences and deepen relationships now that we can be tactile again?

We are racing against time with rapid fire speed. The aging process often feels lopsided. Some days we feel frayed at the edges. Our activities on the daily were often done in knee jerk fashion. Some days our knee just jerks.

Day dreaming is a wonderful panacea. The year is 1963. We are starting camp the next day. We lay out our new sneakers, chose a pair of “pedal pushers” and a sweat shirt we got at Ginsburgs and one of the many tee shirts we bought at Alexanders in Paramus. Ah, we remember it well. Not unlike the first day of school, camp offered unparalleled excitement coupled with a grouping of will I meet new friends feelings. With our camp bag complete we get ready for bed. We finish reading one of our favorite Nancy Drew books, The Secret of the Old Clock, turn off our record player that was spinning a 78 Johnny Mathis album and ”Get Misty” as we shut the lights. Euphoric recall is medicinal and certainly helps minimize the startling tone of the in our face senior moments, that turn into years. This is a defining moment for cleaning out our figurative closet. What shall stay and who shall go? My take away is that there is a religious and spiritual component where forgiveness and celebration hold court. The central theme of Yom Kippur is distinguished by atonement, renewal and amends. On New Year’s Eve we make resolutions to change our ways, add promises to do more.

As we find ourselves on the precipice of unknowing chapters coming our way fast and furiously -let’s fill the empty space that we made room for in our closets for those rainy days with prayers and promises. We will try not to stumble over the count our Blessings adages we clicked so many glasses to. Tap into “Accentuate the positives.”

Oh, hey Lionel Ritchie this time we are going to “Make the Magic last for more than just night.” Let’s do it Monday.

Needs lots of watering- Have a good Power to the 4th.