Bromeliad Magic

My love to all of you, my family and friends, on Valentine’s Day. Milton’s “Sonnet on his blindness” is the first poem I memorized years ago when I was a twentysomething working long hours watering plants in a nursery.  I was alone out there  among acres of fitzer bushes in pots and passed the hours memorizing and reciting aloud my favorite poems.  “thousands at his bidding speed and post o’re land and ocean without rest” is the line I think of this Valentine’s day.  Milton is talking about God’s kingdom and his angels as servants.  In my personal cosmology the I Am of my personal I am is the goddess with the hosts of angels just waiting to fulfill my desires.  I talk to them and I understand that my desire for freedom from constraining jobs and relationships makes it harder for them to answer my prayers.  They have my sympathy in their efforts to cooperate with and rearrange the entire cosmos in order to bring me what I ask for.  On this valentines day I send my love and appreciation to my legions of angels.  How grateful I am that, not being able to afford to live in the USA, I find myself in paradise.