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I will be going into surgery on July 6th when my ascending aorta will be replaced due to a growing aneurysm. This is a major surgery which will be followed by 8-10 weeks of recovery. I may not be able to send out many posts as the process of getting back into the mainstream of things will most likely be somewhat arduous.
Yesterday I had an angiogram which showed to the cardiologist's surprise, and mine, that my arteries are unusually free of plaque and are without blockages. This bodes well for the surgery.
I have no doubts or fears about the coming days as such is the terrain of being in the present moment as much as is possible. This minute, this day are the focus as projections into the "what if" and the "what could happen" have been parked and the engine of their power is quiet.
Please do not take the following poem and meanderings as any sort of fatalistic attraction on my part - the words come from the joy of this morning's meditation and are solidly filled with hope for whatever the future brings.
I would like to ask you for your input and support in the coming days. My phone number is in the email you received announcing this blog post. If you have a few minutes to chat please give me a call. If I do not answer please leave a message and I will get back to you.
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Yesterday I surrendered my
body to the doctors,
who probed, looked into
unseen places of my heart,
and determined many good
qualities at home there –
with one exception, a
runaway, trying to leave home.
In three weeks the healing practitioners
will bring the rebel back
into the fold.
The heart is patient and
awaits the return to wholeness.
This vessel needs all its
parts to be intact, included in its community –
"Welcome home ….."
is never withdrawn from its love,
offered without conditions
attached.
What has been freely received
is freely given.
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- Homecomings –
When I come to the fork in
this road,
I will, without fear or
trepidation,
take the right/Right path.
The decision is not mine
to make or to demand.
I am on my way home/Home
because life in this
moment is the order of the day.
Whichever road is taken,
it will be a good day.
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The following six images were taken on a rainy day in Acadia which gives a different light to the photos. It is an atmosphere that I enjoy for its evenness, a quality that also speaks to the eyes of my heart in some way that has no words.
The intense green is the new growth of Spring which continues to amaze with its intensity of color. The new attaches itself to the old, the ancient and wise earth is always available to provide nourishment and a foothold.
An acorn has stayed behind to give wisdom to the new seeds
growing in the clusters of fresh needles on this pine tree
somewhat hidden in the woods.
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Here are two photos taken Saturday on a particularly beautiful walk on a carriage road near Eagle Lake in Acadia.
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Some humor:
Peace, Bill Lagerstrom
