Saturday, December 1, 2012

Morning Rite, a Morning Write, Morning Right

Party soon for the nephew. Few hours I suspect. Slept well. Late night gym. Yesterday was Ang and Kev's Birthday. Had a late night dinner on the Blvd. Gianni I think that was the name. Had some seared Ahi Ahi. Not sure it was my thing. Perhaps, I should have gotten the crab cake sandwich or the shrimp and swordfish.

Yesterday, didn't sleep until 4 am. Spent the night fixing some shelves. Then the rest of the day was a blur. Felt like I took a nap watching a movie on fast forward. Closed my eyes for a second. Opened them and now the credits are rolling. This year was like this. Blinked and its almost over. It went by so fast. Just yesterday, I was with Sham, Shena, and Reanna jostling for positions on Colorado Blvd waiting for the floats to go by. Now its the beginning of December and I am wondering how can I miss so much.

Cold and rainy day today, can't help recall that night with Kevin. It was raining something horrible and I see Kevin with the cat on his shoulders. Headed towards the balcony and then I see him, Cat-less. He threw the cat out the second story balcony. He doesn't remember this, but it was just yesterday to me. My Brother, he's the best person I know. I am incredibly lucky he's in my life. Seeing him with the kids. Watching him coach football. Good relationship he has with wife. It seemed just a minute he was wearing Na Noo Na Noo (Mork from Ork tv reference) and now seeing who he is. I can't be more proud.

When I look at his son, it was like he just showed up. Appeared out of nowhere and now. . .Can't recall when he was born, now my riding in the desert buddy, is taking goofy school pictures. Angel-O, he can be a devil. He likes causing a little mayhem, especially to his sisters. Passionate and headstrong, he will definitely make an impact. Likes to sing and is smart as whip. I mean where did these people come from. I don't know and i honestly don't care. Really, I just want to thank the one who let me be a part of their lives.

Watching them grow, I can't tell you how pride I feel for both of them. As I get older, I find myself more reserved and introspective. Don't criticize too much because those with glass houses should not throw stones. Seeing how people are and how I have been it would be hypocritical to give commentary. Its not in my place. All I can do is listen. It feels right and not morally inconsistent. Not only hearing what is said, but also to what is done and not done. Listening to others, makes me hear myself.

Had some bucket lists this year.Many achievable, but undone. Unaccomplished. Un-finished. Every day we feed two wolves. One wolf with the person we want to be. Another wolf of doubt and despair. Which one is stronger? Obviously, the one we feed daily.

So why call this post, Morning Rite, Morning Write, Morning Right? It is time to develop a new habit. One to hold sacred, one where I scribble down  things of good energy, good karma. Its time to highlight the positivity of things. It is time, a new birthday of you will. A time to re-collect, re-energize, to realize. Well, let's start again. My promise is to write everyday for a year.