These Thoughts Make Me Happy

“Just after the climax of the trilogy The Lord of the Rings , Sam Gamgee discovers that his friend Gandalf was not dead (as he thought) but alive.  He cries, “I thought you were dead! But then, I thought I was dead myself! Is everything sad going to come untrue?”  The answer of Christianity to that question is – yes. Everything sad is going to come untrue and it will somehow be greater for having once been broken and lost.”

and…

“The Biblical view of things is resurrection – not a future that is just a consolation for the life we never had but a restoration of the life you always wanted.  This means that every horrible thing that ever happened will not only be undone and repaired but will in some way make the eventual glory and joy even greater.”  Both quotes above from Tim Keller in Reasons for God

and…

“They say of some temporal suffering, “No future bliss can make up for it,” not knowing that Heaven, once attained, will work backwards and turn even that agony into a glory.”  C. S. Lewis

Other than blotting out our memories, this is the only way I can think of, that God could promise to wipe away all tears. That’s what restoration means.

The Inedible Results

Sometimes I travel for a couple weeks at a time. The husband usually stays home. Now if I wanted to hide something from him, I could put it almost anywhere and he wouldn’t find it. But if I really, really didn’t want him to find it I would put it in the refrigerator, in the vegetable drawer.  ‘Nuff said.

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Walking Seattle the Last Time (this trip)

Charlie seems to enjoy stair climbing. Maybe he does. Well, maybe he doesn't. I don't know. Charlie seems to enjoy stair climbing. Maybe he does. Well, maybe he doesn’t. I don’t know.

Charlie and I visited all the stairs we have discovered on the West Seattle slopes.  You can’t live here without becoming very familiar with staircases and crazy steep streets.  See what I mean…

from Schmitz Park up to Admiral Street, 80 steps from Schmitz Park up to Admiral Street, 80 steps
SW Stevens St. with a staircase at the end... SW Stevens St. with a staircase at the end…
At the end of SW Stevens to the plateau on the top. At the end of SW Stevens to the plateau on the top. (60 steps)
Nicely groomed staircase to someone's house Nicely groomed staircase to someone’s house
Seriously, some residents park on the street and climb up to their houses... Seriously, some residents park on the street and climb up to their houses…
The slopes rise so steeply that houses are hardly ever on the same level as the street... The slopes rise so steeply that houses are hardly ever on the same level as the street…

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This lovely flight contains 167 steps This lovely flight contains 167 steps
a little explanation helps, - at least we know who to blame. a little explanation helps, – at least we know who to blame.

All things considered, I have to say that the stairs of Seattle are more scenic and inspiring than the stair climbers at the gym, and every bit as much exercise.  Would you climb these steps just to see what’s at the top?  I did.

People Go There in the Morning too?

I go to Alki Beach quite a bit at evening, as do lots of other people, but who knew that people wake up and go there in the morning too? It’s a couple blocks away from the house and I don’t usually want to wait that long for the first coffee of the day. This morning I practiced delayed gratification and walked to coffee.  There are four or five coffee shops in the short stretch along the beach (because this is Seattle…) but I go to the one farthest away because my daughter would consider joining me later at this one.  She gets coffee that comes from a particular farm in a particular country (more on that later) while I ask if they have Folgers.

All kinds of things were happening this morning, the most interesting being an open water boat race of some sort.  I got there just minutes before the starting horn so boats were lining up along some imaginary line which wasn’t very straight.  I guess they were going quite a distance so a few feet here and there wasn’t going to matter.  Anything that could be paddled was eligible for this trek across the sound to a rock near some island and back again.  Naturally, the scullers took off in the lead and the poor guys on paddleboards were bringing up the rear.  It’s a cool, gray day with a light chop on the water and mist in the air.

Cyclists are out. Families with children wanting donuts are straggling in. Seattle dogs are out in numbers.  The weekend is here. Happy Saturday everyone!

A boat line up (loosely so called)
A boat line up (loosely so called)
Sea Hawks fans ready for the day
Sea Hawks fans ready for the day
A solitary pigeon
A solitary pigeon
Seattle dogs go for coffee
Seattle dogs go for coffee

Mind – a four letter word…

I happened upon lindaghill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday with the word “mind” as a prompt. http://lindaghill.com/2015/08/21/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-august-2215/  I have not linked to something of this kind before so we’ll see how it goes.

What it brought to MIND was the way people around me seem to be in fear of losing theirs.  One example is the husband, who is always shaking his head over something he’s forgotten he did.  He makes notes at work so he can look back and remember.  He looks at the notes and can’t believe he wrote them.

So I forget things too, and I have to say I forget things more than I used to.  Sometimes I am talking and I know what I intend to say but I can’t think of the word I want to use.  I can try to say the thought in a different way, but I want that one word.  I know I’ve used it many times and it is a friend of mine but it won’t come out.  I used to never remember the word for this awesome flower, hydrangea, and I would mull it over for a couple hours…” what is that word, what is that word, I think it starts with C, no J, no G, no…” and then I fixed the problem by calling it water flower because I can associate water with hydro and  *presto!* it pops into my MIND.

And I have trouble remembering what kind of dog Charlie is.  I can always remember terrier but not the specific kind.  Conquered that too, it’s Wheaten.  And he is the color of wheat so will I forget it? No, it just takes me a couple seconds to remember what to call his color.  He is not a Beige Terrier, or an OffWhite Terrier.  I’m confusing myself.

And so what if I remember to lock the door but leave the key in the lock on the outside.  I don’t know how a person does that but I’m sure it’s because I get distracted with all the things on my MIND.

I have had several clients with Alzheimer’s  and that is indeed something to fear.  Whatever it is that messes with their minds is really an enemy and I have deep compassion for people who lose family members to that disease.  My mom always says that she hopes if she gets it she won’t be upset because she won’t remember being any other way.  I hope if I get Alzheimers I will do it in a happy way, and everyone I am with will be like meeting a new friend every time I see them.  That would be lovely.

Hey we all forget. And we forget more as we age.  But we don’t forget everything and I’m praying about it, thinking that it’s just one more thing under God’s control.  If I’m his servant, then I’m his problem and he can figure out what to do with me.  I don’t MIND.

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Maybe you would like to do a SoCS post? If so, here are the rules and the link to use is in my first paragraph.

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

Help! Where Am I Now?

I’m a pretty good driver, really, just don’t talk to me while I’m driving.  Lately, out here in Seattle, I’ve been driving a lot in the city – well, it’s all city.  Yesterday on our way in to my daughter’s work I noticed we were nearly out of gas which is a scary condition to be in since you never know how long you might be going nowhere on the parking lots they call roads.  I decided to drop her off and see if I could fill up before going in the parking garage.

Unlike the area in Florida where I come from, this city has no gas stations.  Where do all these cars get fuel? I don’t know.  I had seen one gas station on the street we normally took from the hospital to downtown so I headed toward it.  That street is called Cherry.

For those of you who don’t know, downtown Seattle’s main streets running perpendicular to the waterfront and two streets starting with a J, two streets starting with a C, followed by two starting with M, then two with an S, then  two with a U and finally two with a P.  Some bright person made the acronym Jesus Christ Made Seattle Under Pressure to help them remember the order.  I think it’s pretty obvious Jesus didn’t make Seattle, but that’s just my opinion.

So as I’m driving around trying to get to Cherry Street where I think the gas station is, I am encountering all kinds of unexpected one way prohibitions.  There’s nothing more unnerving than rounding a corner and finding all the lanes of traffic full of cars facing you.  It’s nice that people start waving their hands at you before you get too far.  Just sayin’.

Finding Cherry wasn’t too hard but I thought I’d been transported to a different universe when it dead ended in the middle of a building complex.  Nothing looked familiar.  I would have stopped to look at my  GPS to figure out what was going on BUT THERE IS NO PLACE TO STOP in Seattle, except at stop lights.  All the lights are timed to turn green just before I get to Google maps.  I have found that when I keep moving, trying to decide which lane to be in, which direction to turn, and how to not hit any of the hundreds of people crossing the street at every intersection I can really cover a lot of ground. So very soon, I had no idea where I was.  But not to worry because I hadn’t run out of gas yet and, “thank you Lord”, ahead I saw a gas station.

Such relief.  After a few minutes on my navigation app I found out that the Cherry Street I really wanted goes around a slight corner and becomes James Street in the downtown area. ,, I understand one more traffic puzzle now.  I learn something new every day in Seattle.  Now that I’m getting around pretty good, it’s almost time to go back to Florida…

Back to Race Trac and WaWa on every corner.

Back to roads that are horizontal instead of nearly vertical.

Back to where you only have to wait through one or two cycles of the traffic light to get through the intersection.

Back to where I’m not the oldest person on the road… just sayin’.

Garden in the Sky, Seattle

No it's not a mountain meadow, there's more...
No it’s not a mountain meadow, there’s more…

Cities… in spite of everything they aren’t, they certainly are a display of human ingenuity. Daily, as I sit in traffic (going nowhere fast) I marvel at the layering of highways on top of each other and over buildings, the tunnels, the bridges. This morning I parked four levels underground in the garage beneath the Russell Investment Center. When I go places like this, and like the Columbia Tower which is the tallest in the city, I try not to think too long about where I am lest I become anxious or claustrophobic or acrophobic.

So I came up from the parking garage, got my directional bearings again and went up to the 17th floor of the Russell Investment Center to wait a couple hours for my daughter’s work meeting to be finished. Besides the cafeteria, meeting rooms and lounges complete with TV and fireplaces the 17th floor has an outdoor area that is a marvel in itself. Calling it a patio doesn’t adequately describe it’s size. Part of this building is only 16 stories high and on it’s roof is the most amazing garden. The rest of the building continues up.

Who thinks of these things? To put mounds of dirt, trees and huge slabs of rock on top of a building probably isn’t any harder than making the building itself, but to think of doing it and making it beautiful is kind of an accomplishment. There is an almost unobstructed view of the city and the harbor in three directions. Today there is only a mild breeze, the sun is shining and the temperature is just right for enjoying the area. You do not need a pass to get there, but it is not crowded since it is mostly the people who work in the building who use it. I’m just sayin’ it is a great place to get a look at the city.

outdoor tables for employees having lunch
outdoor tables for employees having lunch

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striking art objects
striking art objects
Rocks in abundance, just not usually on the 17th floor of skyscrapers
Rocks in abundance, just not usually on the 17th floor of skyscrapers
flowers, grass and trees - a real garden
flowers, grass and trees – a real garden
Walk to the rail and look at the city
Walk to the rail and look at the city
or check out the harbor and Puget Sounnd
or check out the harbor and Puget Sound
or sit inside, get some lunch, catch up on the news on tv
or sit inside, get some lunch, catch up on the news on tv

Willingness to be interrupted.

I’ve thought about this same thing many times, particularly in this day and age when everyone’s eyes are on their cell phones.  Ashley Faith is a friend of mine who does a nice job of laying it out there.  I’m happy to be reblogging her post.

Willingness to be interrupted..