Haiku

My friend Esther and I have been meeting for over a year, mostly monthly for art and play sessions. I decided 3 years ago I would look around for people I would ask to be my friend who will take me up a level. I asked first, offering myself to Judy (who teaches me recorder), who took about 6 weeks to contact me and accept. Then I asked Esther who took me on immediately. Another lady I asked kind of drifted away after her life got too busy with the kids. I just wanted to be game and not shame about trying to grow to the next level and its paid off.

Esther is a gentle soul and what I loved about her is, I saw her one day having lunch with her parents and they were so loving and harmonious together.

So this year we are not doing art, we agreed on Haiku and short story writing. I didn't even know what it meant but its poetry in the Japanese style totalling 17 syllables or in the 5,7,5 syllables on three lines.

We are writing into my birthday book at the moment and I write one poem and then she writes one back an forth. Its my turn to come up with another. But here is her last entry.

I also do the passing thing back and forth of a colourful ornamental spider my dad gave me. I took it to Darwin last time I went and he will bring it with him when he comes back to Canberra. Back and forth. There is something spiritual about this passing and waiting thing that I love.