Points of Light, I wrote this in 2013. Writing can help you pierce the darkness. I also ask you to look deep when you write. I looked deep as I wrote this by taking myself back through time and space back to a time in 1968, where I found Mini-Tod searching for light. That little version of me found light, so he also found color and beauty. Yeah, you're right, that made him happy! So, yeah, write and please look deep.
January 2013
I was born in April. As a little boy, when I was really aware that the joys of spring would always follow that old hag of a bitter winter, I began to look forward to spring with wide-eyed anticipation. Now I kinda had a concept that the first day of spring was around the end of March, but for me, the magic was how the first full month of spring was the month in which I was born! That in my own little kid way made me feel lucky, or I don't know, blessed? I always looked forward to the days I could walk outside, and the air would be at least slightly warm, often warm enough not to have to wear a stupid coat. There would be a freshness in the air to smell while the birds would sing, and oh yeah, we'd look for the robins to be out digging for worms just to be sure it REALLY was spring. The grass would begin to turn green; buds would appear on trees, marking the first signs of new green leaves to soon appear. Sure, it was April, so we'd have a few showers. Still, after a short-lived shower, the sun would always pop out, warming the air again, allowing us kids to walk back outside to play again. I would always notice how the rain and the sun made the air smell so alive and vibrant. Okay, so the rain showers would bring along a few lightly dark clouds, but mostly my wonderful month was filled with beautiful blue skies and white puffy clouds! I loved that!!! But as good as that was, I never forgot to notice the big bright yellow sun shining like a majestic icon of strength and all that was good in the world! Now let us be honest here, I mean, I had no idea how far away he was, my kid head just knew no matter how high I jumped I'd never touch him, and he was just way far away (the sun that is)! Still as far away as the sun was, when I would lie on the ground, I'd be real still, even if being springtime there was still a slight chill in the air, I'd feel the warmth of the majestic sun radiating on me, it made me feel like we were good friends. Anyway, whenever I was in school and we had that time when we could draw pictures with crayons, I mostly drew pictures of being outside and I would never forget to draw the grass green, the sky blue, the clouds puffy and white, but especially the sun big, bright and yellow with those warm yellow rays coming off it. My April, my yellow sun. So, when I'd done a little growing and gotten a little older, the moment I heard John Denver sing Sunshine on My Shoulder, it was perfect for me; it was as I had remembered it to be, it had those childhood memories and feelings of mine attached to it, and yes, it was something I would love to share!
That picture of the Sunflower, I like how its leaf is green; the sky is blue; the clouds are white and puffy, and the flower that looks so much like the sun is bright yellow and the rays which are its petals radiate a warm, loving glow. Yeah, you could say it could be cosmic or something.
As Always,
All my Love and Peace,
Tod w/only one d
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