space making

he's an old man.
ready to die.
been ready to die for a long time.
just now he sounds more interested in the idea
than ever.

i can never figure it out....
people who i think will hold on forever, don't.
and people who i think will let go and move on,
stay stuck.

that's not just with death, is it?!

so i don't know if he has two weeks or twenty years
left in him. but i want to go see him.

i've been thinking about him.
what to offer him when i see him this weekend.

and all i can come up with is love.

i'm bringing him some stupid presents just to try
to make him smile and i figure i'll goof a bit and
make him laugh....

but what can i really bring him?
i want to talk to him about where he's at. what he's
feelin' and what it is he wants.

i've done that before. it's not new.
we never get too far.
but maybe this time i'll try a little harder to
make the space for him to tell me.

i travel with his son, my partner.
his son's dreading the trip. of course. never an
easy thing to see a parent in a bad state.

and i think about what i can offer him.
again, love is the only thing that comes to mind.

what i'd ultimately like to do is make a space for
both of them to just be together.

wouldn't that be awesome?!

so. making spaces. that seems to be what i'd like
to give them both.
spaces.

how does one make spaces?

acceptance, patience, peacefulness, allowing.
that kinda stuff.

love.

funny, huh?
it all ties together.

okay....so this week......guess i'll prepare
for this weekend.

gonna give some thought on bein' a space maker.