
“The Eye Of Heaven”


As I walked back out into the night and looked up at the moon, the intensity of dark rainbow-ring diffusion felt aimed at me – as if the Eye of Heaven was peering directly through its microscopic vision.


Music by Scorpions, “Still Loving You.”
I find it significant upon having certain important dreams that I awaken to snow falling softly onto the ground.
In human form, he occasionally paced while standing guard outside of hall entryway doors, distraught yet displaying assured composure with neutral stance for observers to gain no advantage.
But in wolf form, he came to me when I called softly as I drew near to his position and let me take his worried, heavy head into my hands to cradle it and give him soft, playful smacky kisses over his forehead to help calm his nerves.
Then, I crouch-settled and protectively wrapped my arms around his long-furred shoulders to give him shelter for a few moments in a protective, comforting hug.
Must have someone she can love – even if it’s ifrom a distance.
I remember who I used to be, but I’m not that same person anymore.
So Dame Good!
Groping around for any sense of familarity, she felt confused and bereft because she couldn’t feel how she used to be anymore

We can show the world what it needs to see.
I am beginning to work directly on my injured nec, spine , and leg regions.
Repetition is key to overcoming obstacles while climbing.
Be assured that there will be slides and lost ground in attempting to make progress
But only by persevering will these all eventually be overcome.
Throw the baggage overboard when your boat takes on water, and only count the costs when you reach dry land again.

Zoom in…
And when God came to speak with her as showed her two sets of footsteps through her life when God walked beside her, and then only the one set alone at times, she turned to God in astonished acknowledgement as she pointed to them and God nodded pleased encouragement – “Those are the times that I flew!”
They say we are wrong for daring to dream the impossible…
She had invested in and modeled love for each of them.
They were each now in healthy relationshipes.
But where was her “great reward?”
After adrenaline leaves the system
Jagged with pain coming through,
One’s being considers for a moment
If there’s anything in life left to do
For what can be more important
Than ensuring the family is safe?
As fight or flight leaves the system
Then are felt losses in heartbreak.
An air of independent composure.
“Have you ever been jealous, Jane?” Edward asked.
“No, Sir,” she replied.
“I thought as much, because you have never felt love.
Your soul sleeps.
But there will come a day when you find yourself totally helpless…a fragile wreck in a storm of emotion.”
“You make love sound unpleasant,” Jane countered.
“It is all consuming.
And when it is reciprocated, it brings the greatest pleasure.
And I do believe we all have a right to get some pleasure from this life – don’t you?” Edward asserted.
She had a tendency to see through insignificance and catch the sense of what was of main importance.
It wasn’t that she needed to learn any of the major lessons – for she was a quick study and automatically intuited a great deal of what was important.
Rather, it was that she needed to allow herself to go through the process of experiencing being human, and wait for others’ abilities to catch up to her’s.
She’d held on through the years, regardless of stress or pressures, to ensure some kind of stability for her children to push off from.
At this point, perhaps, her breaking down and fragmenting was long overdue.
“I know that gargoyles don’t migrate – and that you are by nature as a species, categorically stubborn. But I also sense that you have always craved something more than this mere existence has provided,” she coaxed.
Sometimes a wound must be cauterized – and then ignored – to be given space and time to heal.
To fly without hindrance
Where will’s heart flows
Along varying currents
Flavor of whim’s soul.
What defined her could not be as yet defined.
She had fought against the conclusion that she should abstain from men.
She was more dynamic and hungry than he was.
Therefore, the kids and she were likely destined to fly the nest eventually, anyway.
She had not experienced a man wanting her for the “right” reasons.
She surmised it was probably impracticle for her to be in a relationship now – and possibly, ever.
Her life kept shifting and rearranging along some evolving behind-the-scenes course, and she was required to be at its helm.
“I had thought I could forgive him anything.”
Even though he eventually tried to reconcile, she could not forgive him for what their children had already endured, and for what they would still have to go through.
“He took it all away from me; from us; from our children.
Because he was afraid to redefine what it meant to be free.
Because he did not truly see me.
For if he had, he would have known that any wrong could have been made to be right between us.
And he would have reached out to embrace life – rather then letting hope whither and diminish.”
It could be expected that I would extoll its virtues.
But having not read much for years, finding old friends in book form means facing memories of loss.
For I once had a life I loved, full of books and the promise of better tomorrows.
Back when I believed in love’s power to overcome anything.
But it is the human spirit that must remain resilient.
“Thank you for believing in me,” said Clark / Kal El / Superman.
“It didn’t make much difference, in the end,” replied Lois tearfully.
“It did to me.”
Man of Steel
Countless centuries
Condemned to walk these wastelands
Either to be used and discarded
Or keep vigil, alone.
“What did you do, you fool?! They will never forgive you!”
“It is not for them to forgive -but to repent millennia of humanity’s mistreatment!”