I bought rose water today
Got off the bus a stop early went to the Iranian shop. Looked around a bit, dried lemons, spices, halvah, but I was there for rose water.
I used it first after the man (people tell me he was a doctor in Lebanon) at the Mediterranean deli told me “our women use it on their skin”. I wanted to belong somewhere. Be someone’s woman
Tonight I will wipe my face and neck and between my legs with that lovely scented liquid. For a time that scent will stay with me, the scent of a July evening, Perhaps later, long after the scent has left me, another will smell it.
He will know I belong somewhere; I am someone’s woman.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
snow
I went to “Rebecca and shawn’s” for dinner tonight
A family dinner as she so kindly calls it
For my birthday
Rebecca is a younger woman friend who I call my honorary daughter…she is quite beautiful so I say her father was very handsome!
So anyway when I left their place just after 9 it was barely snowing
yet during the hour long ride to sooke the snow got heavier and the bus seemed to be having a few problems..
was fine tho really
Anyway as I walked the 20 minutes up my road i felt quite childlike
I wanted to sing outloud
I mean I had had plans to sing outloud as I walked home in the dark and the snow
I don’t sing well but I still try at times
I wanted to sing that quaker hymn
Tis a gift to be simple
tis a gift to be free
blah blah
such a sweet song
I thought too as I walked how grateful I am today and how I am happy
Grateful for these shoes that I seem to wear all the time now I am in sooke
Tonight I felt brave and capable
And for the first time in a while (that I have noticed anyway) I don’t feel so so sorry for myself
The cats were waiting
And some nice phone messages
A couple of postcards in the mail from L J a lovely artist I use to work with
she mentioned a sad Christmas…and I am thinking about getting past my own sadness to notice others
So now I am home and its beautiful and white
The snow hiding all the junk lying around
And I have friends who call me family and I had apple pie
Happy January
A family dinner as she so kindly calls it
For my birthday
Rebecca is a younger woman friend who I call my honorary daughter…she is quite beautiful so I say her father was very handsome!
So anyway when I left their place just after 9 it was barely snowing
yet during the hour long ride to sooke the snow got heavier and the bus seemed to be having a few problems..
was fine tho really
Anyway as I walked the 20 minutes up my road i felt quite childlike
I wanted to sing outloud
I mean I had had plans to sing outloud as I walked home in the dark and the snow
I don’t sing well but I still try at times
I wanted to sing that quaker hymn
Tis a gift to be simple
tis a gift to be free
blah blah
such a sweet song
I thought too as I walked how grateful I am today and how I am happy
Grateful for these shoes that I seem to wear all the time now I am in sooke
Tonight I felt brave and capable
And for the first time in a while (that I have noticed anyway) I don’t feel so so sorry for myself
The cats were waiting
And some nice phone messages
A couple of postcards in the mail from L J a lovely artist I use to work with
she mentioned a sad Christmas…and I am thinking about getting past my own sadness to notice others
So now I am home and its beautiful and white
The snow hiding all the junk lying around
And I have friends who call me family and I had apple pie
Happy January
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