It has been three months, five days and six hours since the fateful call. The blindsight call with no explanation. I have been “released” from my contract.
The flying circus has left town, less the clown, and a camel has sat on my flying carpet of Arabia. One day a friend, the next a pariah.
It has taken this long just to reduce the emotions of anger, bitterness, disbelief and lack of closure to a simmer. It is terribly vexing without details, logic, or of why; and I am filled with angst with loose ends and unfinished
And so the “strum und drang” begins and life goes on. I am now looking for my twelfth job with wings. Three bankruptcies, three shutdowns, and now a “release from contract” adding to the colour of my vision. Grateful for, yet despite my syncopated perspectives, aviation has not been kind in career, and my once bright avocation has turned into dark perturbations.
The most profoundly difficult human nature to accept, I have realized, is change – wayfaring the quicksilver of life. The Phoenix shall rise again in some form, some where, without doubt…
I couldn’t resist sharing this VW advert with you; found while the flying carpet heads home for Houston and reading the morning Limerick newspaper. Great advertising – art in-and-of-itself…
Also stumbled upon whilst walking along the streets in the Georgian area of Limerick, was the newly opened art gallery on the edge of “People’s Park”. As I entered the gallery, the first thing I saw displayed hit me full force – an extremely cool modern art display piece; in fact, one of the rare modern art pieces that have really grabbed me – titled “Downside Memory”. I’m still working through it.
I shall leave you all to your own interpretations…
I was walking through the quaint town of Limerick, enjoying the medieavel-ness of it all, when I rounded the corner to cross the bridge at King John’s castle (built in 1197 at the banks of the river Shannon), and stopped short with a plethora of brightly outfitted people in the middle of the coursing river Shannon – practicing a form of wave or rapids surf kayaking! Not the sight one expects to see in such situations, but as always, a pleasant surprise and a colourful world around us if we just open our eyes…
A Lutheran, a Catholic and a Baptist attend Irish Anglican Evensong.
The Catholic says “Where’s Mary?”
The Lutheran says “The church name is Mary.”
The Baptist says “And the preacher’s name is Mary.”
They drank meade from the cup,
Were blessed as they supped,
And all were forgiven just the same…
There once was a dad quite glad
And a son who missed him like mad
Wishes and happiness are had
Happy Birthday from Limerick Dad!