Part 20

The 8-Shaded Rainbow –Part 20

Wherever and Whenever the Rainbow Strikes

Air seeders; huge grain conveyors; rotary hoes; a 375hp tractor plus a 40-kilowatt booster; some humongous grain bins – all sitting still in the middle of the wide-as-the-sky farm land; the newborn baby Hereford twin calves; a downy woodpecker couple; and, a hundred and one robins singing in perfect harmony with the gentle farm breeze making the best melody, soothingly caressing my sleep-deprived limp body.

It was my second visit to the Farm Mansion and above was reason enough for me to drag myself off my bed at eight o’clock in the morning with barely 2hours sleep coming from an unplanned get together, kidnapped by the doorstep by my friends just before midnight earlier that day.

I promised Mr. Ferguson (and the rest of his “staff and crew”) some homemade sushi the next time I come to the farm.  So the day before we went, Noreen and I hit the grocery store and bought everything we needed for the “Sushi Saturday.”  After a couple of hours or so, Sushi slices are beaming in line on plates so colourful, you would want to take pictures with them (like a food garden!) I actually pulled it off, I must say.  With some help from Laura and Noreen, the “Sushi Saturday” was a hit and I was relieved like I was ever.  Finally, time for a little nap!  My eyes were drooping like that of the cartoon character named, oh yes, what else... Droopy of course!  So that the moment my skin touched the edge of the bed covers, I was lured in to own the bed and just like that, I dozed off to dreamland like Aurora (Sleeping Beauty.)

 

Birds – some more singing from the birds.  I was half awake seizing the moment being serenaded by the nature’s choir, unadulterated symphony, nature’s sound is the best music ever made by the Hands of the Master.  And while at it, I let my mind wander around like that “entity” finding its way around the labyrinth.  What is going to happen next?  Where am I headed?  What is going on with whom?  What is waiting right ahead?  What is beyond that wall? What am I here for?

For more than a year of my stay here in Canada, not only have I known myself better; not only have I realized my capabilities over my weaknesses; not only have I known such courage.  I too, have come across individuals with a range of stories to tell - the ladies in that rainbow; the people who somehow highlighted that rainbow; the people who made it more vibrant; the ones who made it dull; the ones who shaped me all along the journey – directly and otherwise.

Noreen, though no one amongst us really knows, I can see her in my wall of “forever;”  we have been through too much already that we almost know each other’s heart and soul.  We certainly didn’t only share Adobo, Sinigang, Salty Eggs, Bilo-Bilo (all are Filipino foods) Angus Beef Grilled Steak; M&M hot wings, but we shared laughter out of triumphs and bloopers; we shared tears both for joy and sorrow; we shared dreams and the same direction towards them; we share our inner thoughts.  We fight because we are two different individuals with different minds; we make up because we are adults and we respect each other.  Most importantly, we love each other like sisters and that is unconditional and non-negotiable.

 

Jeff is my soul mate who couldn’t possibly be my partner.  Nevertheless, I will be “forever” grateful to know such a beautiful soul.  Jeff, once again, sees me through and understands me right on without the need for me to explain my being.  In our lifetime, it is indeed very fortunate of anyone to have the chance to meet someone else who will be there, no matter what; someone who will give you a piggy back ride when you get blisters on your feet; someone who will give you an unsolicited embrace when you are about to fall; someone who will lift you up without the need to ask; someone who will just crack you up when it seems rather hard to smile.  Jeff is all that to me.

Robert, though a bit older, is the most sincere human being I knew.  Like Noreen and Jeff, Robert has touched my life in more ways than he thought he did.  And if only for that, I am totally convinced that Robert is meant to be my friend “forever.”

Maya - yes that is right - the bitchy one.  It might sound a bit off, but her being what she is, is way beyond the friendship we share.  It is indeed true that I am talking about something right around the borderline.  I tell you what though, Maya will be my friend whether she is a bitch or not.  What she is doing right now, is the personal choices she made and definitely beyond and should not be in my control.  Also, you can never choose friends according to idealism, I’m sure.  The twist there I believe, is how you keep yourself sane while being friends with individuals like Maya who is a bit out of bounds and living the life in the fast lane.  Her bitching around is all hers because she is an adult and therefore responsible for her own actions; my friendship with her will remain no matter what, because I don’t speak “Holier than Thou.”

 

Laura is someone I wanted to keep close to my heart.  Her outlook in life is just mazing.  I wish I could even muster even just a fraction of her optimism.  She is such a brave soul and a happy one.  She could dream big at the same time get contented by however little she has.  Such a character!  She laughs about her misfortune; she goofs around her frustrations.  Oh, she is incredible!  And people like Laura; I believe should have be a part of my life, for sure – for inspiration, for motivation, “forever.” 

“What a dream, although I am not asleep.”  I like that part in one of “The Corrs” songs.  I was getting hungry and restless again.  I decided to get up and take a walk.  Instead, Mr. Ferguson took us quad riding coupled with some good education on farming and life.  We took pictures on almost all corners (or areas) of the farm land and speed up our quads letting the wind chase us and pull our hair behind as if to play with the invisible hands of the breeze.  We actually managed to have a walk after the education tour (feels like that); we even had a half a kilometre-run race and saw some wild chickens.

That night, a staff of Mr. Ferguson told us that “Beef” makes women’s boobies bigger.  Isn’t that hilarious?!  No, not really.  When grilled beef patties were ready for dinner, Laura, Noreen and I stuffed ourselves well way too much with a good helping of beef burgers (I’m sure you know why) till I was almost ready to poke my throat out.  Holy Beef!

That night, when we were done goofing around Laura’s room, trying on all her dresses and taking pictures like 3 maniacs, we were in bed for the night when I finally caught another glimpse of the rainbow I was trying to draw – this time however, I am ready to let it draw itself as the days go by and as I recognize the individuals sent upon me either to touch my life or bless me with their friendship.

Huhummmm....BBQ party tonight over Dylan’s!  I can’t wait!