Dancing at Flagging, on the train, congruencies

May

Jean at Summer of Love installation at de Young Museum

Temple door

Jean and I and David and Charles went to a party with about 200 people in a meadow in a park on a beautiful Sunday (Mother’s Day) afternoon. (This is the same meadow where David and I had scattered Leslie’s ashes.) Today, the music was feel-good EDM and we were feeling good, feeling an irrepressible urge to dance – so there we were, dancing at the edge of the meadow, then into the forest, back into the meadow, and into a redwood grove. Yeah, this is the way it should be. I danced with Jean, her friend Courtney, my son, my son’s husband, and random people. It was more “cozy” (as Jean said) than euphoric. We enjoy open and intimate connections every day, and a fair amount of magic in our daily lives – we talked about how this day and its magical experiences are part of living the dream; about our shared commitment to that reality. We walked out of the park, Uber to train, and train home. Really tired the next day, but felt good.

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Uncoupled couple on the train. Riding the N Judah train from Embarcadero to Duboce Park. A couple got on and stood, each one at opposite sides of the door, standing facing away from one another, staring with flat affect into their separate spaces, never speaking, just staring, unhappy looking.

This is the train – better to be alone with one’s memories I think, than uncoupled like that.

David at Flagging in the Park party

This is the train – riding through/within each precious unrepeatable moment.

This is the train – I want you to put on your pretty summer dress.

This is the train – face time, our faces inches apart, holding you, watching you fall asleep, watching you sleep, forcing myself to stay awake for each precious unrepeatable moment in the firelight, in the dark, in the light.

This is the train. 

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Lunch with David, 3-4 days/week. How sweet is that! 

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Jean and I talking of our beloved spouses.

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Stairs in Berkeley home

Hippie Lady. Our home is sacred space. Living consciously. Flowers everywhere inside and outside the house. Uncomplicated relationship. Free. Lying together, face to face, looking into one another’s eyes – our “face-time.” Recognizing the magical moments of congruency.

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I discovered that you were making notes about our relationship. And they were the same sort of notes I was making! Things that we both love or congruencies or similarities…

In common/likes/congruencies

Dogs

Creating – art (JC) and hospice (CK)

Being outside

Nature

Sex

Love – loving and being loved

Oh yeah - Jean in redwoods in AIDS Memorial Grove

Grief

Rock and roll

Dancing

We’re alive!

Feminism

Practical politics

Fairies

Walking

The Bay Area, especially Berkeley

Pleasing the other

The importance of the relationship – recognition of the beauty

Working on the relationship

Romance

What we see as beautiful

Travel

Sunsets

Celebration of hip culture

Living fully/following our dreams/visions

Van

Respect

Acceptance

People (JC) – Humanity (CK)

CK in garden in Berkeley

Art (JC) – Service (CK)

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Dallas: Humid warm night with the fragrance of old fashioned four o’clocks heavy in the night.

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