The Next Hundred Years

In light (or the absence of light) of today's solar eclipse and new moon, inspiration found me.  I wasn't looking for it.  I had my day moderately planned out.  Adulting at it's finest.  I even ambitiously planned to come home and do 3 loads of laundry. I know, FUN.  It was in the middle of a phone call that I felt the urge to hang up and play on my piano for a bit.  Stopped and just started writing in my journal.  I know, FUN. But I started thinking of all the strange things that caught my attention today.  Things I would've ignored but somehow I couldn't stop thinking about.  Is it a coincidence that there is a solar eclipse and new moon today... Monday, where its name originated from moon-day, or the Spanish version Lunes- where its name came from the Latin word Luna, meaning moon? The last solar eclipse was on February 26, 1979... which was also on Moon-day. However, the total solar eclipse before that was on September 21, 1941...Sunday, where you can imagine the origin of that name.  So on this Moon-day, feathers would land at my feet.  This happened three separate times to be exact while I was walking my dogs.  I've heard that these could be considered messages from angels, but I tried to ignore it... as always... and chalk it up to me wanting to see something that may not be.  Just as I knelt down to pick up the third feather, I look up and see my dog... unusually calm as can be (if you know my dog, you'd know this was strange).  She had a white butterfly fly around her head and in front of her face and nearly land on her nose. She didn't even react (AGAIN, this is rare... she eats flies in mid-air like Mr. Miyagi catches them with chop sticks). I've also been seeing a repetition of numbers everywhere.  I don't know if that means anything or not, but I haven't yet explored it.

As soon as my pen hit the paper, it was as though the poem was writing itself.  It is very personal to me.  I think about living each day with purpose.  I spend time with loved ones.  I've made room for MORE loved ones.  I set my sights farther and higher than ever before.  I smile more and find that my cheeks hurt and I can barely see 'cause I'm squinting from smiling so hard.  I think I even have a different laugh at times... this uncontrollable ugly laugh.  I'm embracing my imperfections with the unconditional love and support I've been so fortunate and grateful to be surrounded by.  It makes me realize how short life is and to cherish every moment... and how I envision setting up the Next Hundred Years.

 

         The Next Hundred Years

In the blink of an eye, life passes us by

every day may seem the same

day in and day out, like there's nothing else

but the ashes from a dying flame

plant the seeds of a new day

and one day light will break through the clouds

like thunder without a sound

will shake the ground, fight though your fears

there's no time, only now

what's your story for the next hundred years?

the stars may align, the eclipse may be a sign

and the phases of the moon with all we pursue

gift us the pleasures of all of earth's treasures

will still never be enough for me or for you

if this is true? what would you do?

and one day light will break through the clouds

like thunder without a sound

will shake the ground, fight through your fears

there's no time, only now

what's your story for the next hundred years?

the smallest light can fight the dark

with just a spark, ignite the heart

fill the missing parts

and turn your fears into art

what's your story for the next hundred years?

Love Always,

Lainey

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