Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Here Today... and Gone Tomorrow... So You'd Better Get It While You Can, Love

This is what he looked like, 15 years before I ever knew him. This is the first glimpse of his physical being, that I was able to enjoy. And I'd known him, loved him, for nearly a year and a half, before I even saw this much. I was not disappointed. He was in his prime, here... working as an engineer for Lockheed Missiles and Space, in Silicone Valley...


...and he didn't even have a degree :-) He brought forth experience from the Navy. Lay-offs came, he got the boot. Should not have, because he was filling an engineers position. He was their Golden Boy, making miracles happen, with no explaination for why, other than, "Why not?" It's the way he lived his life.

It took two years to complete the fight for his rights, and he eventually won... but, by then, he had relocated to the opposite end of the country, and had found out way too late. I don't think he ever recovered from that blow. Once holding a position like that, your resume' is looking pretty slick... and it was quite hard fitting him into any mold. Or job, really. He was just one of those. Under educated, over experienced. Can do the job, but where's the degree? Can certainly do the job, but will he hang around if we hire him? *Sigh* Of course, I'm biased, but he was a genius, to me.

He was happily raising three little children back then, a daughter and two sons. He loved them so, though his death has now altered their lives, forever... before they had the chance to know his truth. I tried to tell them. To share of his heart. There is a vast gulf between us, and I can't swim the tides. Anger and confusion sit on the other side, and making me into some unknown thing. We all miss him. I know I do. And how could they not. Sometimes life's lessons are extremely hard. I can't imagine what it's like on their side.
















This is how I like to remember him. He was free. He was happy, and doing what he loved most, which was making music. He was my "guitar man", if you're old enough to remember the song. He'd been with me about a month, at most, here. Out in the country, one-mile deep into the woods. We actually lived in a little town called Windsor... a manifestation of whatever it was that my eyes would gaze upon, way back then, when majic was alive... then, it had been a very lovely Woods of Windsor can of lavender scented dust, with matching soap. Don't believe in majic? I've lived it. It is alive. And that was just one of many, many majical things that manifested before my eyes. Did I mention, he was also my "majic man"???

Nothing surrounded us, there, but trees... tall slender pine trees that swayed gently in the wind, forever singing their melodious song. We had beautiful springs, momentous winters... for two seasons. And then he was gone. He has now been gone from me, longer than he was with me. He has now been gone from me, nearly longer than I had even known him, when he died. And yet, it was unlike anything I had ever known, his time in my life. And I miss being known, in the way that he knew me. He knew my core. The core that remains unblemished, no matter what life deals out. Oh, how I loved him, then! I love him still. I'm open for love, though, because life, without it, is quite lonely, when one has so much inside and with a need to share.

I love looking around the room, in this pic. There are the expensive and luxuriant candles, that he brought from California, for our house-warming, and the special candle holders that we picked out, to place them upon our very special spiritual altar. I like seeing where we lived, and remembering. I like the feel of our hopes and dreams, before they became forever crushed. I adore seeing that smile on his face, before he turned to dust.

I recently discovered this song, and fell madly in love with it! When he was alive, people used to make comments to me, regarding my nature, while I had been in his presence, like, "You really look happy, I've never seen you look happier!" ... or, "You are just glowing!" ... it was what his Love did to me... what it did for me. I did deny my love for him, in the beginning... I just wanted to enjoy the feel of it, and how he made my heart sing, rather than get all caught up in the webs and tangles that injured hearts can sometimes weave...

So, here's to you, Babe!


LIKE THE SUN

by RyanDan (look them up, they are amazing!... and I promise you, you will play this song more than once!)

I tried to hide from you
but I failed
I tried to lie to you
but .. how I failed
and even in my darkest time
you gave me light
I never knew this kinda love could feel so right
when I’m in your arms
I find myself, believin'
we could be anywhere
so I can keep on dreaming

Whenever your close to me, you’re like the sun
you feel like the sun
and everyday you're telling me
I am the one
I am the one who makes you shine

And I know
wherever you want me to, I’ll go
and even when your not with me
I feel you there
I only have to look and see
and I’ll know where
when I’m holding you
the world can stop it’s turning
you’re always gonna pull me through
and I won’t be returning

Whenever your close to me, you're like the sun
you feel like the sun
and everyday you’re telling me
I am the one
I am the one who makes you shine

You’re like the sun
You keep me warm
You’re telling me

When I’m in your arms
we can be anywhere (2x)

Whenever your close to me, you`re like the sun
you feel like the sun
and everyday you’re telling me
I am the one
I am the one who makes you shine

Whenever your close to me, you`re like the sun
you feel like the sun
and everyday you’re telling me
I am the one
I am the one who makes you shine

You're like the sun
You're like the sun

29 comments:

Dust-bunny said...

What a poignant post. It's so bittersweet...I'm so sorry for your loss, but I do know what you felt, and it's priceless. I don't know how you go on without it. He was a fine-looking man with a sweet smile. Was today an anniversary of some sort?

Hope you are well...I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. I'm sorry I missed so much!

Unknown said...

I have so much inside, it hurts sometimes. And yet, I've never opened up, sometimes think it might not be in the stars for me. Because what scares me the most is the possibility that a time will come when everything still looks the same outside, but inside I will be haunted by words such as yours: 'and then he was gone'. Please tell me it's worth it, after all. I need to know if it's worth it.

Shimmerrings said...

Hello Sweet Dust Bunny, good to see you out and about! No, not an anniversary or anything, just that since I started this blog bits and pieces have been slowly seeping out. He was just as sweet as his smile. Thanks for dropping by, I hope things are going great for you and yours!

Shimmerrings said...

Electric, believe me when I say IT IS SO WORTH IT! It is truly better to have love and lost, than never to have loved at all. What little time that we had was worth more than a lifetime, in terms of what we experienced. I so miss his humor, he was hilarious... and our connection to one another, through music, was amazing. You probably won't have to worry about "opening up", Electric... when the right one comes along, you will automatically open, the love will be like morning sunshine, softly opening your petals, one by one. You will be helpless to do anything about it, but SHINE!

Unknown said...

Thank you. So very much.

sky walkyria said...

when you go so much inside,
all we are one,
thank you

Shimmerrings said...

Thanks for dropping by sky-walkyria... and I believe that we are ALL ONE, indeed... if only we would ALL remember that.

Lee~William said...

Sunnyvale ~ where miracles happen ~ Windsor ~ where you made the magic happen. I can see you sitting on the shore ..feeling frustrated. **I adore seeing that smile on his face, before he turned to dust** I do too ..makes my eyes water. Sad, but also so lovely and wonderous

Shimmerrings said...

lee william, you are a beautiful soul... you see so much, feel so much... thank you for sharing that with me. His smile was awesome!

singleton said...

Oh Shimmerings, I tried and tried and tried to post here last night to no avail....Absolutely beautiful post, tribute, to love.....to the man, the moment, the magic....
I, too, loved a long time ago, for a very short time, and forever.....
Bless you, sweet girl....
And Love,
I believe in love.......

Shimmerrings said...

Sing, if not for love, what would there be, to make this world go round? And, I am still open... but, most people would rather "assume" who I am, based on their own history and junk, rather than to "know" who I am. I miss being known, truly known, from the inside out. I miss being loved for exactly who I am... and not who someone would like me to be. I absolutely LOVE music... it has always been the thing that could reach me... in my current state, I've had to stifle my music... recently, I've taken back possession of my soul, and the music that makes it sing. Of this, it has been said, "You're really getting carried away with that music, you've become obsessed with it!" My comment, "I've always loved music, I've just started becoming bold in trying to reclaim it for myself!" Good gried, I'm even criticized for my love of music... while I cringe at the sound of television and public radio, on 24/7, assaulting my ears, with one or another of someone else's ideas/opinions. I just want my music!

Peace & LOVE, Sing!

Spicy said...

We carry that special kind of music in our hearts. What a lovely tribute to a majic man who played your soul like he did the guitar.
Oh what a sexy man. Sexy eyes and sensual lips....no wonder you miss him.
I think we are so lucky to have a love like that even once in our life...and yes..It is so worth it...that special love can comfort us as we go through our journey and bring us comfort when we need it.

Shimmerrings said...

Matty, you are on it! How fortunate, I am! And yes, what eyes! What lips!... what a beautiful smile!!!

Maithri said...

Dear friend,

Tears come to my eyes reading your beautiful tribute to your majic man.

I believe in magic too... In soul love... in those moments where all that exists are the two of you... Sun and moon suddenly in each others orbit.

No one can take away the richness which that love gives. No one can reduce its grandeur or its beauty.

It is yours forever... till you meet again.

Sending you my love dear friend and knowing he is with you even now,

Maithri

Shimmerrings said...

Oh, Maithri, my beautiful friend! Long time no see... I'm so glad you stopped by! ... "in those moments where all that exists are the two of you... Sun and moon suddenly in each others orbit"... you have known love, indeed. The Blessed Union that we all seek with our Higher Selves, found through another's eyes, heart, and soul... no, none can take this away from me... ever!

singleton said...

Shimmerings....
" recently, I've taken back possession of my soul, and the music that makes it sing".....
Been thinking about you and want you to know that I'm reclaiming now too.....
quietly, slowly, rebuilding....
I'm with you girl!

Peace~love my friend

Shimmerrings said...

... I can see you, wind in your hair, gentle glints of sparkling sun bouncing from strand to strand... with an easy heart, picking sunflowers, as the toes of your bare feet tickle the earth and grasses that graze beneath them... aaaahhhhh... reach towards the Sky, let him (Father Sky) embrace you and fill you up, as she (Mother Earth) softly steadies your Heart... the Ocean is the Womb of our Mother, you know... perhaps at the shore you were born anew... with her lacy waters cleansing your heart from the pain of the past... and with nothing but big, blue, beautiful skies ahead of you! In a world that was born of chaos, and steadied to a slow and sensible pace, chose and create your new world...

Peace!

p.s. I could see things in those pictures from the beach, it was your eyes of course... and thanks for thinking of me, because I think of you, too, friend!

singleton said...

Sweet shimmerings....
I truly truly thought of you today, and Maithri, Woza Moya, "Come Change"......I have absolutely no idea if I can put it into words now, or make it sound like sense, but I was floating in my little lazy round river, desperate for the peace of Sunday, and I looked up and saw yesterday....the little house, "Gimme Peace"....sheltered and surrounded by Miss Jackie's coat of Many Colors climbing to the sky, Joe's purple miracle, arms everywhere, blooms bursting, My Mother-in-laws ghost plant stretching, she gone 20 years, and the plant still reaching, and I burst into tears....
in the middle of the blue water....
surrounded by yesterday...
and devestated by today...
afraid of tomorrow....
the little house we built for peace, out of love, grapevined in old souls,
turned into a campout of Chaos, a recreational drug....
And today,
in my little round river,
I saw the little house empty
and prayed
for laughter again.....

i believe.....

Peace~love my friend.....

Oberon said...

......when i get to heaven.....i'll keep a lookout for you.

Shimmerrings said...

Sing, beautiful lady, I will believe along with you, for laughter to fill those walls! It's already surrounded and grounded in Love, and those prayers of yours will reach the skies, traveling along the small, vibrant flexible limbs that climb there now, extending beyond, through invisible lines, until it reaches the Heavens and bounces back down to Earth again, filling your Heart with Joy and Sunshine! It must have been a crying day for both of us. I was crying, too! I was going through boxes, forever sorting through my life, trying to arrange it into some sort of organized sense, tossing out this, tossing out that. And then I came to my old "feminine" products, which I hadn't been able to throw away, all these years. You see, I was already making my way out of my bleeding time, and was down to every 3 months. When he died, I never bled again. So, it was just another letting go, something like a marker in time... the end of my youth? The end of my fertility, the end of my "seemingly" womanhood days... a certain loss of identity. To throw them away meant I was in agreement. For four years I'd say, "I shouldn't throw this away, someone could use them"... or worse, "what if I start bleeding again, what if it was just a little interruption, upon his death" (yeah, right! not happening!) but, realizing, of course, that I was keeping them around for my own comfort... yet, there was no comfort, and they were just taking up space. I threw them in the trash... I let go of what could not be brought back, what was over, what would never be again... what was somewhat dead to me... my youth... and, with it, so many emotions... and emotions connected to him. I cried... for a little while (psst... they're still there, I haven't emptied the trash yet... hee hee).

Peace... and Love to you!

Shimmerrings said...

Oberon, long time no hear, friend. I appreciate that... in reality, who knows, I may make it there before you do... if so, I'll send word, when I find him :) Thanks for dropping by, I still enjoy your blog, always really nice stuff.

kj said...

shimmering, i come to your blog from singleton's. but i did not expect to be sitting here wiping my eyes and crying so deeply.

you have written about love in the most profound way. this may not help at all, but your loss doesn't seem fair, right, even real. i know about loss too, the love that covers and protects it above all else.

it's the being known that hit me the most when reading your incredible words. the absence of being known by the person who knows you inside and out.

blessings to you, and thank you for the wisdom and truth.

Shimmerrings said...

kj, thanks so much for dropping by. It's always very nice to know that someone else can understand the depths of what another feels... makes one feel not so alone. So, you know loss too... and, as you pointed out, the really irksome loss of being "known"... man, I really miss that, it's like I waited all my life to be known like that, and then the sometimes cruel ways of life snatched it away, far too soon *sigh* ... but, we live on, eh? ... I hope you will drop by again :)

singleton said...

Oh sweet Shimmerings.....The things we hold onto, crumpled paper, drip candles with the wick drowned in a pool of pink yesterdays, old T shirts that used to have that feel, that smell.....and in the letting go, we feel as if we're abandoning, turning our back on that moment, the love,
the memories.....
But we never do, do we? Pictures in our mind more vivid than kodak ever dreamed of......Night sounds....the smell of the ocean....
and they're here again.....
Right where we've kept them all along,
in our hearts.....

Much love Friend.....

Shimmerrings said...

... in our Hearts, indeed... *sigh*... and that's something that we can never lose, even if we try, those moments are imbedded like bits of holt molten stone, risen up from the depths of our being, spewing into our tomorrows, while remaining solid in our todays... but we still cling, because we don't trust enough... trust that no one can take away from us, that which we treasure the most... we don't trust our ownselves... we don't believe in our ownselves... all we know are those moments that got away... yes, letting go... and not blaming ourselves for what got away... instead, Blessing what once was, and knowing, trusting that it's just a part of our experience... the experience that makes up the greater strengths of our even greater tomorrows...

singleton said...

I have to tell you a story sweet friend, about Nadine and Joe...
not now,
but soon.
We need a mountain,
a sand dune,
an empty parking lot,
an unclaimed day...
to talk for a spell....

The stories we could tell....

Shimmerrings said...

You had me with the name Nadine... the name of one of my favorite Aunts. I look forward to hearing your sharing... soon... toes curled up inside a cool, frothy wave, wind blowing in our hair... or faces to the sun, squinting as we reach the high peak, and falling onto our knees in exhausted laughter... or in some dark corner, jukebox tunes falling out, by the quarter, and into our ears in low muted tones, a couple of cold ones at our side... soon... I'm all ears. I still have more of my own story, but I must exhibit patience in the telling, lest I tell it all wrong :-)

singleton said...

Just stopped by to set your playlist free, butterflies in my living room.....
Thank you! Peace~love

Shimmerrings said...

I'm glad you like my tunes. I need to clean it up, seems I remember one or two that didn't play all the way through. Enjoy... because Butterflies are FREE.... (L)