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of kala moons and meows

Last night I was in the rooftop garden when this big orange half-moon appeared. Of course I have not gotten far eonuigh with my Digital Rebel cam to figure out how to turn off the flash, so the pic couldn't be taken [but I'm there now, it's 0950 atm of course, the sun is long up :/] Immediately thought of Kala_Ayule who posted this great pic of the moonrise over the Rockes awhile ago. So I said hello to her.

Then here comes this yowling pussycat.

This lady was a dancer in another life: long, slender, beautiful skull structure, white shorthair, and a stray. When a stray has a passion, you know it. I moved my cam case and she jumped up in the empty chair and we had a long dialogue. I managed to evade her long claws and lovebites for a long time [better than I do in real life, apparently. lol]

Then she started her purr engine and I swear it was louder than all the amplified calls-to-prayer from the Muslim steeples. Boy could this girl purr. She even took a kittynap. The light from this balcomy lamp shined through the wicker of the chair and made shadow patterns all over her body and on my hand.

It got cooler [maybe 68 degrees F] and she woke up and decided to go *pokepoke* in the garbage cans. When I followed her toward the exit she grand-jete'd up onto the edge of the roof [maybe 4 inches, 11 cm wide] and slinked across the edge of the roof [four stories down.]

Didn't blink at all.

I left so she could eat.

Meowvatar [the person, not probably the cat] would have totally loved this. In fact, I kept her close in my thoughts, right there with my white dancer.

Moonlight comes in a lot of shapes and colors. Bodies, too.

So does life.

The moon has no light of its own, you know. It reflects the sun. And the half of the moon you can't see is right there too, you take it on faith. It's a promise of the morning to come.

Kiota teaches me more every day, way beyond dust and graves and tears of sorrow.

These are tears of joy.

This morning it occurs to me that the Old City is all about death. Jesus got crucified here, Mohammed ascended into heaven, Golgotha is excavated here. All this just down the street. Thousands of soldiers of all faiths died in their warring over this City for 2000 years.

I'm not about death at all.

Ki is not anymore, either.

She told me that since I'm living in a cemetery atm, why go to hers?

So: it looks like I might wind up at one of her photo locations where there is a lot of her presence, love, heart, and photo talent. That certainly is a place for me to make a memorial for her, and to respect her in a special way. I know all about the funeral, from Elizabeth's notes [the *good* cousin.]

So. Keep you posted. I really feel all of you here with me and that is totally transcendent.


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Aug. 23rd, 2008 07:34 am (UTC)
This entry made me smile. Yes, I would have loved it. :)
Aug. 23rd, 2008 01:36 pm (UTC)
Woah... I guess I got your hello. Definitely had a dream with you posting something about me last night. o_o

Looked up how to turn the flash off for you. On my camera, I have this little button that looks like a lightning bolt with an arrow on it. I hold that down and use the scroller to turn it off (the flash mode displays on the top with the ISO and f-stop and all of that). I'm not sure if you have that, but from what I understand, if you just switch the camera from automatic mode (green box) to P mode, it won't use the flash unless you decide to use it. You can probably play around with other options in the P mode if you'd like (just mess around on the menu for a while to see what you can do). There are also other manual on your camera that you can use (M, Av, Tv), but those take a little bit more work than the click of a button (like setting ISO and f-stop manually). I'm still trying to figure out all of those options on my camera. I like to leave it in P mode for the most part, so it chooses the ISO and f-stop for me.

And maybe it's just me, but it sounds like you are having conflicting feelings about being in Israel. Hope all is going well for you, despite that.
Aug. 24th, 2008 10:47 am (UTC)
That's wonderful, Kala, thanks for the help! It turned out that I did *not* leave my thick programming manual at home at all, I found it in one of my bag pockets, and there's just this simple setting on the dial [that one with the green box] that, when turned all the way clockwise, switches off the flash just fine.

No, it's not just you. There *are* conflicting feelings. But that's good. I'm integrating it all, little by little. Most of the conflicts are coming from trust issues with Kiota. She is leading me here and through everything and it is so totally different a role for me that it is unnerving, a bit.

I make all these plans and something totally different happens and it is usually much better for me than what I thought of in the first place .... guess it's the challenge of letting yourself be held and loved instead of being proactive [and ruining everything.] Lots more of a challenge to my male ego than I thought. Especially since before now I was convinced I was egoless.

Well, most of the time lmao

Had no idea you are a Digital Rebel also!! :P

Aug. 24th, 2008 02:25 pm (UTC)
Ah, the manual is always helpful. Although I am more of a play around and figure it out person than a read a book and get it done right person, heh. And I am most certainly a digital rebel. Just not the Canon kind. =P

Plans usually don't work so well, for me anyway. You've just got to go with the flow and don't let yourself get frustrated if things don't work out the way you planned. (Hah, like I'm one ot be talking.) I'm glad things are working out for the better, though.

Also, I had another dream last night. Dreamt I was going to visit Anna's grave (right after taking some watershed measurements in a river, wtf). It was in the Texas country, supposedly, just outside of a little town next to my grandfather's ranch which I was visiting. I talked to her cousin Jen over the phone to confirm where it was. Then I tried to kind it but couldn't. Then it turns out it was in Israel all along. Random, I know, but I just thought I'd share.
Aug. 25th, 2008 02:29 pm (UTC)
Well of course you're a digital rebel too.

Sad it was Jen you talked to. Of course she would not be reliable, to her we are all "online nobodies".

Besides, she did not go to the funeral. And she's "family". She stayed home in TX and took more pictures of herself and ranted at us.

I just posted about you.

The money problems have all now cleared. It gave me quiet time this weekend to finish the prayers [see post] instead of chasing my tail around all over the place. It taught me to appreciate what is right in front of me and coming to me if I just let it.

It also taught me how stupid some of my preoccupations and focus-points are. Learning a lot of stuff like that atm.

"Go with the flow", yes indeedy.
Aug. 23rd, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
What a lovely meeting of minds. It made something hover in my brain about everything being reflected light on some level. A physicist once told me that theoretically, the universe could be explained by a single photon moving without constraint in space and time. Thanks for reminding me of this :-)
Aug. 24th, 2008 10:49 am (UTC)
Yeah ... and each of us is a part of that single photon moving without constraint in space and time: for that photon, space and time do not exist. A KiotaPhoton. How incredibly cool ....
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