A Word

Last evening while watching the Sundance film "Fire of Love" there was a line that has now been swimming in my brain ever since; "Love's other word is Understanding."

Love's other word is Understanding.

I'm actually delaying watching another Sundance film so that I can write this.  Maybe give my brain some space to let inside other ideas? But to me this is huge. Because, you know that space. That complete release and peace when you allow yourself to understand. It could be with a human, a concept, a trauma, a moment, even a bunny.

Love's other word is Understanding.

I understand that.

 

 

Have A Slice

In 2008, I was anxiously and nervously driving my very very very sick bunny to his vet. I was talking to him the entire way. Making bargains, and promises. The magical thinking that comes with that fear of losing your loved one. Yes, he was my loved one. As we drove past Clearfield, from the freeway I spied a classic favorite pizza place, The Circle Inn. In my magical thinking mode I made The Bun a promise: when he got better, we'd order a Circle Inn pizza to celebrate. 

He never came home. I never went to The Circle Inn again.

The Circle Inn burned down to the ground last night. It's just gone. 

I think I'll have pizza for dinner tonight, just to celebrate being alive.