Once in a Super Blue Moon...

“Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.”

-Janis Joplin

I know the title of this blog is a bit cheesy and cliché, but I couldn't resist lol.  

I did manage to see that Super Blue Moon.  It was so big and bright; like a flashlight in the sky!  Unfortunately, my phone is a little messed up at the moment.  So, while I did take a couple of photos, I won't be able to post it here until that issue is resolved.  

In lieu of that, I have posted here a Supermoon collage I did back in 2016.  It's also in another blog I wrote on December 28, 2016 entitled, "Farewell 2016: A Tale of Two Sundays".  Feel free to check it out.  

The detachment to the insistence of seeing this rare event actually led me to the idea of how I can view it effortlessly.  Prior to that, I was looking all around town trying to get a glimpse.  All that effort got me a tad frustrated.  Or should I say, "Super" frustrated?  Jokes aside, it was when I let go of the whole thing, that I got the inspiration of just going to the balcony on the top floor.  And there it was when I arrived; as if it was patiently waiting for me the whole time.   

What a wonderful evening and lesson I received.  I'm so grateful for that!

AMOR FATI

Thank you and good night.

Going for Double: Our GSD Turning 24

On September 24, 2011, our beloved family member passed away at the age of 12, in the comfort of our home.  He was a very beautiful German Shepard.  We all had many adventures, whether each of us individually with him or all together in celebration.  He was born on August 1st, 1999.  This means that, if it were possible, he'd double his age today, turning 24.  

As many may or may not know, we are in the period of the Supermoon; so, emotions and inspirations are quite heightened.  Perhaps this is why I decided to write a tribute to one of my best friends I've ever had.  I still can't believe it's been 12 years since he transitioned.  And yet, today I feel his loss so deeply.  My grief is definitely intensified.  It's greater than I have ever felt in so many years.

So too are the happy feelings due to fond memories.  He was my non-human training partner, during the time I was really into competing in Olympic-style taekwondo fighting, back in the late 1990's to early 2000's.  We would run for miles from our house to a lake, located up a very long hill.  Next, we would run around the ENTIRE lake, before heading back down to run home.  When we got home, I'd make us smoothies and food.  Then, we would watch Iron Chef.  

[FYI: I tried to find more pictures of him, so the collage below will have to do for now.  The one to the lower right is his last picture.  It was taken the day before he died.  If more turn up and I decide to upload them later, you'll see them here.]

I miss you, old friend.  I seriously thought I heard you calling for my attention today...

I love you, Truffie.  Thank you for being my best friend.

AMOR FATI

Thank you and good night.

P.S. How he got his name "Truffie" was when we just adopted him, he was but a puppy, with a nostril area that looked just like a dark chocolate truffle.  :-) 

P.P.S. That's "T-r-u-f-f-i-e".  The last part, "i-e", symbolizes "in essence".