Sharing my toast


Morning musings

Any Arizona resident can tell you that we've got a lot of lizards.

This morning after a warm night, I was outside watching the sun rise and up came a very bold specimen. He watched me closely with those onyx chip eyes and did the four limb push-up I've seen so many times. So I tossed a few toast bits his way. He was quite interested, I imagine it had something to do with the margarine.

I never heard them called anything except lizards, so I looked them up online. Sure enough, he was probably Uta stanburiana uniformis, the common side-blotched lizard (check out the pics of the Coconino county versions).

Truthfully I prefer mammals. But here was this lizard doing his thing. It was enough to get my attention this morning. Somewhere between the Sun and the World was this guy going about his business. Which, if I was looking for connections, would put him bridging the two. In the Tarot journey, that'd make my little visitor the embodiment of Judgement. Interesting implications there.

Sometimes a sign is really a sign. And sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. I doubt that the lizard cares.

But if he was Judgement, he wouldn't, would he? It would be up to me to come to terms with my own past, to accept it, to forgive it, to move beyond it.

Seems like a lot to put on his little back. Even if he does do pushups.

Posted: Tue - July 13, 2010 at 12:19 PM
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