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Good morning. Yes it is dark and foggy. Fog is already burning off a bit and there is a lighter version of sky. 

Today is the day to go out in the world, Ragfinery that has been closed for months now has finally opened in a new location.The new location is even closer to homeless hang outs which is concerning during these colder days. They must stay warm somehow and are not adverse to starting fires at the backs of businesses. That is how a block of businesses lost their lives a few years ago.  

I watched the DOC last night on you tube- "Queen Mimi" . I do recommend it, softens one's heart . Empathy especially for those unable to control living situations, unable to control cash flow, given the boot by a cheating ass hole mean husband after 25 years of marriage . Mimi found an option through her willingness to give/trade/bring sunshine where she landed- which was a launderette in Santa Monica- her story is freaking amazing . She doth inspire- magnificently. 

 

From the deck this morning, coffee in hand- dark but not freezing, Rather dreamy. 

I came in from the deck and in my email was a blurb from Open Culture with a you tube video -

Here

Of course no one could ever compete with the original but this has highly effective  universal appeal. 

Back in the day ,  Maristone Island, someone had a pocketful of Owsleys   and a crate full  of oranges. That was a fine day, Doors ,  Moody Blues , Moby Grape jacked up as loudly as the little speakers could go. Summertime on a vacated island, a cabin, cups of tea,  sunshine, salt and   goodwill . When I am in the throws of death I do hope that day comes back to me to lift me from this bag of meat and  the gravity that sucks all of my weight to the ground . 

Some devoted protestors went downtown the day after Renee's murder- admirable I must say. I am not that- I stayed home hiding behind a curtain of rain , grumbled - my hollow core of sadness could not hold me up. Went to bed- withdraw. Anyway I lifted these from my computer this morning.

We  do what we can, aware of our limitations. Some folks like Queen Mimi  take it on in her own quiet way, some  rally the forces, some will ART,some  get murdered. The feeling of sick , the lump in the throat sometimes subsides when anger and rage surface-can be useful when not misdirected, you know.  I would much rather feel anger than despair . Rage motivates, despair consumes. 

Look for the lighty brighty bits - the sparkly - on the sidewalk, in a jar,   reflections. yesterday Dennis, with his hawk eye vision, found a rhinestone in the dirt. He is gifted that way if anyone can find a needle in a haystack he is the man! That actually happened long ago when his first wife lost her wedding ring in the barn stocked with hay for the horses.. Dennis found it without having to burn the barn down!  Anyway, he found this  shiny  rhinestone- I thought it belonged to the bauble I had bought that is missing one - It was not that but it was a shiny little miracle.

That extraordinary talent made him the best Dentist in the universe. Detail, seeing the un-see-able, finding solutions. Out of the box super power! Sometimes he will come in with the tiniest glass bead the size of a pin head,  on the end of his finger, "Is this yours"?  Or a tiny screw the size of a newborn's   thumbnail- "Did you lose this?"
 

In the time I have been sitting here with you - this happened!

A hole in the sky!

LIGHT! and in the time it has taken for me to tell you about it, clouds once again moved in. BUT wasn't that stupendous! WOW! Teased by promise!