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Saturday, December 26, 2009
Tippie Toe Lane
I originally wanted to use "Tippytoe" as a blog name... but whoa wiz me it is already taken. So, "Tippie" it is. I guess I could have used TipEtoe or Tipper toe. I'm not sure that I even know why I'm writing a blog except I am quite opinionated and just like to write about my feeling and the issues of the day. Not that many will listen. But I have some stories to tell, and maybe I'll tell them here.
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So since December of 2009, as you can see I have not posted a thing. So may be this will be the first on. Coupled with 2010's Memorial Day. I'll post a story I wrote some time ago.
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ReplyDeleteSome of you may know that it have started writing... and to that end have joined a writers group in Salem Oregon. Who knows where it will lead. I was reading some of the book reviews on the site and wondering whether I was being to presumptuous in thinking I might be become an author.
I guess I'm being a bit maudlin in writing this in that I'm 62 and looking at lifes accomplishments and wondering is there anything left to do?
We moved to Oregon and bought a fantasy. It's a place buried in the trees that I like to call Tippy Toe. It's quiet here for the most part and gives one the chance for introspective thought. We share this place with Deer and Eagles and as you can guess they taint a talkin. So I'd like to share some thoughts.
Me and Doris recently went looking for a night out. I was perusing the net looking around and found that there was a local theater group that was putting on a play in Salem. The Play was entitled "Moon over Magnolias" and was about the making of the movie Gone with the Wind and how it came about. The Star was one of those actors that you have seen a dozen times on TV or in the movies. His name was "whats his name". The tickets were 36.00 for both of us and we were shocked. The actors gave you a feeling of being there but not being there. We were there but invisable to them.
It was the most enjoyable times I have had in a long time. It was like seeing cirque du sole on the cheap and I'd like to invite all of you to take a night and go to a local theater group. If you don't like that one try another... But I'm sure you will be astounded as we were.
It got me to thinking about life in general and what we are all missing by falling into the Mundane trappings of daily life. That life can be so much more than making a living and surviving. That music and books and plays can bring us all into a more exploratory reality. You all may have had these thoughts yourselves.
I was sitting in a borders books not long and watching a mother who obviously was living a very modest life. She brought her daughter into the store and they walked the aisles of the children's section. They pulled many of the books from the shelves and eventually made their choice. Mom sat on the floor and her daughter wiggled into her lap. She read the book to her daughter right there. It was a poignant moment of a mother broadening her daughters perspective in a book.
I have a friend that has discovered music. He to is in his 60's. He played the harmonica and has been traveling to country. He loves Blue Grass. He would arrive and play tapes of Blue Grass for me. Since then we have looked for Bluegrass groups that are playing at local venues. Locally there is an old Theater called the Majestic in Corvallis and we recently went to see a Group called "The Sugar Beets" (here is their website, Great Music)
http://www.thesugarbeets.com/main.html
More Random thoughts….
ReplyDeleteCraigs Music… He is rediscovering himself and not long ago discovered the American Indian flute and it's plaintive song was played here at Tippy Toe... My friend has an enjoyable depth to his persona making him fun to be round, but recently he discovered something else. He married a woman who I think will help him to expand his vision. Her depth of empathy can do nothing but impact him for the better. He is my friend and now she is too.
A sad thing is that after Craig married, it lasted for a month and after that he went so right wing, there was no talking to him. I lost him as a friend.. but his ex wife Jan is a great friend.
I have another friend... All her life she has struggled with agoraphobia and many of us furl our eyebrows trying to understand that which she struggles to cope with daily. My friend is an Artist... she sometimes passes it off like she isn't any big deal, but having viewed her work I am profoundly humbled by her ability. On the one hand she copes with her illness and on the other imparts through her art a passion for beauty. Over the years she had mailed hand made cards to my mother on holidays that were filled with awe and love. These cards were absolutely gorgeous. Her still life was on my mothers wall and now with her passing hangs on my daughters who always remembered it as a child.