Sunday, August 16th, 2020. 11:38 AM.
Figure of a Woman
Hi Eileen
I went to bed about 40 minutes ago
Was having many creative thoughts
Finally got out of bed when a song by Marty Robbins came to mind
Had to listen to it
His initials are the same as mine: MR
I wonder what his middle name is
My middle name is David: MDR
At first, I was having thoughts about writing something called:
Figure of a Woman
It seemed like a beautiful thing to write about
I can’t remember now what those creative thoughts were
Then, I thought of that song by Marty Robbins
And I had to get out of bed and turn on my computer and listen:
I thought of my own title to his song:
“Eileen Mountain”
As I was getting out of bed, it occurred to me that it might be after midnight
I went to bed on August 14th
Two years ago, I saw my mom for the last time. It was a Wednesday.
I was born on Wednesday.
It was August 14th 2018 that I last saw her on that Wednesday.
The next day, my brother Todd called me and told me that Mom had died. August 15th, 2018.
I turned on the light and looked at the clock on the wall near my computer. 12:08 AM. August 15th.
So, I sat down and began writing these words. And now I’m going to listen to Marty’s song:
Marty Robbins – Lord You Gave Me A Mountain
Found out on another version of his song that his middle name is David – same as mine.
So, his initials and my initials are the same: MDR
Wish I could remember the words in my mind as I lay in bed about “Figure of a Woman”
They just went away . . . like Eileen
It’s hard to figure a woman.
I suppose God has no problem with woman
He can figure them
He made them
He gave them their figure
God made man in His own image — male and female He created them.
Their flesh doesn’t bother Him.
“The flesh profits nothing; it is the Spirit that gives life.”
“The words that I speak unto you they are Spirit and they are life.”
I was thinking in bed about someone who had never seen sunlight.
[That was what got me thinking of “Figure of a Woman”
And one day he went outside for a walk
And for the first time in his life it wasn’t cloudy outside
The sun was shining bright
It hurt his eyes
He came back inside and was talking about that strange thing up in the sky that was so powerful and impressive that his eyes were crying from its penetrating rays getting into him for the first time.
Mark: “Mom, there’s something outside I never saw before. It’s up in the sky and it’s so bright I had to come back indoors.”
Mom: “It’s the sun, Mark.”
Mark: “Well, I never saw it before.”
Mom: “You know, Mark, you are so blunt. I never heard anyone who talks like you do.”
Mark: “Well, I don’t know any other way to talk except the way I do.”
Mom: “You should learn to be more artful in the way you speak.”
Mark: “Artful . . . what’s that, Mom?”
Mom: “Artful means doing something in a creative way, rather than doing it so simply and directly that some people are offended by it – like what happened to you today when you went outside into the direct sunlight for the first time in your young life and the sun’s light was just more than your eyes could bear to endure for the first time.”
Mark: “If I become artful in the way I talk, people are going to sense an artificiality about me; and, well, that just won’t work, either. I have to be authentic or else people won’t believe me.”
Mom: “Well, maybe, the only solution is for you to be born again.”
Mark: “Born again . . . what’s that?”
Mom: “That’s when your heart gets circumcised, so it becomes more tender. And in that tenderness, you will sense in your heart how to speak more gently so you don’t offend people when you tell them the truth.”
Mom: “And I just had a premonition about you, Mark.”
Mark: “What premonition, Mom?”
Mom: “When you grow up, Mark, You’re going to meet the love of your life. And you won’t get anywhere with her until you learn how to speak to her with love and kindness and loving kindness. You’ll never see the figure of a woman, Mark, until your heart learns how to speak with the Lord’s grace to her.”
Mark: “How do I get the Lord’s grace, Mom?”
Mom: “You must be born again by hearing and believing the gospel of Christ and letting Jesus into your heart. He will speak to your heart by His Holy Spirit, the Spirit of truth; and teach you how to be and how to talk; and you will grow up in Him and get discernment and insight and understanding and the grace of Christ our Lord and Savior — by the Helper, His Holy Spirit, the Spirit of Truth, the Spirit of Understanding.”
At 1:51 AM August 15th I turned off the computer and went back to bed.
The next day, I wrote the following:
A Figure in Hiding
It’s the title of a Hardy Boys Story. Number 16 in the series of 58 books.
I started school in 1958. First grade at St. Charles School. Sister Mary Carleen was our instructor.
In September of 1968, 11th year of school, Eileen appeared in my homeroom at Woonsocket High School.
She had not been a student at WHS during 9th and 10th grades.
I was born in the 11th month.
A few weeks later she was no longer at WHS.
Never found out about that:
Eileen’s Mysterious Appearance at WHS
Songs
“Come Saturday Morning” by the Sandpipers
Leaves That Are Green – Simon & Garfunkel (lyrics)
About the lyrics in “Leaves That Are Green” — “I was 21 when I wrote this song. I’m 22 now, but I won’t be for long.” During “the summer of ‘74” Eileen was 21 and I was 22. And that romantic “summer of ’74” ended in August. And, according to the info at the bottom of the screen, the song is 2:22 [2 minutes and 22 seconds long]. And, as I write these words [I’m revising, now.] it is August 21, 2020 at 12:17 AM. And in about 24 hours from now, it will be August 22, 2020. And my sister, Lisa, was born on April 22, 1961. April 22 is Earth Day. And in 1961, about one month after Lisa was born, our family moved to a new home in the backyard of 74-76 Sweet Avenue. We moved there, according to Mom, on the Saturday evening before Mother’s Day. And it was in September of that year, 1961, that Eileen began school in 4th-grade [my class] at St. Charles School.
“August . . . come she must” a line I misquoted from the song: “April Come She Will,” by Simon and Garfunkel. The verse is: “August, die she must” but, I don’t believe in death; I believe in life. And, I believe that true love never ends and never fails.
“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophecy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” -1 Corinthians 13:4-13. NIV Study Bible. 2002.
Simon & Garfunkel – April Come She Will (Lyrics)
“Awake O sleeper! Arise from the dead and Christ will give you light.”
“Wherefore he saith, Awake thou that sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light. See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, Redeeming the time, because the days are evil. Wherefore be ye not unwise, but understanding what the will of the Lord is.” -Ephesians 5:14-17. The Open Bible. King James Version. 1975 Thomas Nelson Inc., Publishers
The name Eileen means light.
“She was morning and I was nighttime.” -Neil Diamond.
“Play Me” by Neil Diamond Lyric Video
“Come Saturday Morning” – The Sandpipers (Lyrics)
Paul Simon – A Most Peculiar Man (Lyrics)
MADONNA Don’t Cry For Me Argentina Lyrics
I cry without making a sound in
The Sound of Silence
I cry without dropping a tear, though my eyes get wet, in
The Sound of Silence
My body shakes, though, from the unexpressed emotions of my heart rumbling like the volcano of Mount Helena in Washington State in 1980
Kathy’s Song with Lyrics – Simon & Garfunkel
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her by Simon and Garfunkel
May 18th 1980
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1980_eruption_of_Mount_St._Helens
Started seeing Eileen in May 1974 with the Rhode Island Hikers Club
In August, “the summer of ‘74” came to an end
On May 27th 2020 Eileen called me
In May of 1961, our family moved into a new home, in the backyard of Memere’s property at 74 – 76 Sweet Avenue.
Our new address was 80 Sweet Avenue.
After school vacation that summer of 1961,
Eileen entered 4th-grade at St. Charles School in September
She was there for 5 years – until we graduated in 1966.
By 7th grade Eileen was becoming so pretty . . .
Cant take my eyes off you – Frankie Valli
Can’t take my heart away from you.
Glory be to God
Flashmob Flash Mob – Ode an die Freude ( Ode to Joy ) Beethoven Symphony No.9 classical music
I didn’t know freude means joy.
Does Doctor Freude mean Doctor Joy?
THE RAPTURE
Revelation 21 – 22 NIV
GOD’S WAY OF SALVATION (JOHN 3:16)
Hebrews 11 ESV
1 Corinthians 12, 13 NIV
It’s 1961
Eileen Walks Outside
She’s 9 years old
There’s a boy out there
He’s all by himself
Eileen never saw him before in her neighborhood
Somehow, she gets very curious about him
She walks right by him to see if he will notice her . . .
Boy: “Hi.”
Eileen: _______ She gets to the end of Glen Road and turns around walking back toward her home. The boy is still there sitting on the curb.
Boy: “Hi.”
Eileen: _______ She walks into the house. “Mom. There’s a strange boy outside!”
Mom: “What is strange about him?”
Eileen: “I never saw him before.”
Mom: “That alone doesn’t make him a strange boy, Eileen. Did he say anything to you?”
Eileen: “He said, “Hi.”
Mom: “And what did you say?”
Eileen: “Didn’t speak to him.”
Mom: “Why not?”
Eileen: “I don’t know.”
Mom: “Then what happened?”
Eileen: “I walked to the end of the street and turned around and walked by him again.”
Mom: “Did he say anything?”
Eileen: “He said “Hi” again.”
Mom: “And you?”
Eileen: “Said nothing, again.”
Mom: “Eileen, you go back out there and talk to him.”
Eileen: “I can’t do it, Mom.”
Mom: “Why not?”
Eileen: “He makes me nervous.”
Mom: “It’s only a case of fear of the unknown. Now you go back outside and just say “Hi” to him. Your fear will go away like fog on an early summer morning in the light of the sun, my dear.”
Eileen: “Mom, you know how I am in the sunlight. It hurts my eyes. I prefer cloudy days.”
Mom: “Eileen, it is a cloudy day; now stop being a fraidy cat and pull yourself together. Be of good courage and say Hi to him. He may be the love of your life just moved into the neighborhood.”
Eileen: “I don’t know how to be, Mom.”
Mom: “Just be yourself, Eileen. That’s all you have to do.”
Eileen: “I don’t know what to say after saying Hi.”
Mom: “Be honest with him. Nothing is more authentic than the truth. Apologize for not saying Hi to him.”
Eileen: “I’d be mortified, Mom.”
Mom: “It will not mortify you, Eileen. It will only meekify you.”
Eileen: “Meekify me?”
Mom: “Yes. And being meek is very endearing. It will touch his heart.”
As the deer pants for the water English Christian worship song
John 4
Revelation 21
Mark's Imaginings 