Q & A?

Here I am at the keyboard, tapping away. Wondering so many, many things. Like, why is it never dark enough at night when you really need it to be? And why is it always, always way too dark when you are trying to find the path down the hall at 2 am? Or other things that just don't make sense. Like, why are there some flowers that just keep blooming if you lop off their heads on a timely basis? I mean, how wierd is that?

And why is it that the cosmic balance seems to rotate like the cycles of the moon? It waxes and wanes with the tides, riding to its zenith and giving a fullness and completeness that you can savor - but only until it starts to tip again. Like the waves washing back out to sea. And then there you stand, toes curled in the sand, wondering why you feel just - well off-kilter, or somehow more empty. You could try running out into the waves,(I think most of us have), but that balance, well it really does ebb and flow with the tide. It just doesn't seem like you can grab it, own it and control it. I suppose it would not be very cosmic if you could.

I find that the cosmos has been both a friend and harsh task master to me of late. As it waxed forth it has brought be back in touch with myself by linking me to truly special people from my past. And as it waned, it forced me to look at parts of my life I did not want to see.

Now I stand here, with my toes in the cool wet sand, wishing that the cosmos had waxed a bit longer. I don't know what the next cosmic cycle will bring, I hope it has a gentler hand this time.

While I wait to see what the cosmos will bring I find myself wondering a few other important life questions, like ...

Why is a shoe called a shoe? And who decided that it was a good idea to eat an egg in the first place? Did they see where it came from? Or did they just find a random, surprizingly clean one and think, "Wow this is cute, I should eat it"?