Sunday, March 14, 2010

the life coach 5





5

It's a hand-me-down

The thoughts are broken

Perhaps they're better left unsung

I don't know, don't really care

Let there be songs to fill the air


Ripples in still water

When there is no pebble tossed

Nor wind to be blown

Grateful Dead: "Ripples"



Home from the beach


Jay feels happy when he goes back home after the trip to the beach and the communications with L.J.
He feels like a little boy; whether it's the ride on his bicycle or the meeting with the boy; it will be the same, because cycling is an activity he has always enjoyed since he was a boy.


He rides along all the cafes along the Nea Hora Beach; it's full of tourists now enjoying their holidays in the sun. He had never been a tourist himself, but he enjoyed the sight of playing children on the beach and in the water. These people would come from his northern areas of Europe and this was their vision of Paradise on Earth.

They had 2 weeks with the sun and the lazy life on the beach; charging their batteries before they went home to jobs and school and rain and the cold Nordic climate.


He reached the main road and turned the corner and sped up his pace the last 100 meters to his house.

He parked his bike in the shed in the front garden, locked it and went up to the front door. He opened the door and could hear someone singing inside; following the music on his CD player. "Ah, Pearly is here", he said to himself. Pleased to have her around again.


She was his secretary and kept a neat protocol over his clients' addresses etc. and more importantly; their healing progress as Jay kept a journal for each of them.


Pearly was also his friend and had been so for some years...

She was a remarkable woman to be around. She was the most balanced person Jay had met; which was also the reason why he had asked her to take the job after his former secretary who had gone home to Germany after many years down here.


To his amazement she had answered yes, on the spot. "I have been waiting for this "proposal" since Ingrid left", she said and sent him an inviting smile.

All his office routines went smoothly with Pearly. She was such a pleasant person to be with.


He came into the hall and saw her dancing around while singing. "She could have been a singer too". he thought, "she could become whatever she'd wanted to with all her talents and her character!"


"Hi Pearly!" he exclaimed, "I am going to have a shower, just 10 minutes." "Go on; I am not going to disturb you, if you don't want to", she shouted back.


He smiled and went into the bathroom, which wasn't too big, but very elegant. Jay had a good taste for design and had had some arguments with the Architect and finally she had given in to his argumentation. It was tiled from the floor to the roof in black and white rectangular tiles with vague flower patterns. The bathroom have to be of high standard he told the Greek Architect. She was a proud, Greek woman and used to deal with macho Greek men. Jay had used some time to convince her that he was not like Greek men and especially not Cretan men.

She had laughed at his statement and then she'd become more willing to listen to him...


He had his shower and put on his Arabian koftan that worked as a bathrobe...


Pearly was busy typing cards by her desk now and didn't look up when he came into the office. She was always very focused on what she was doing; at any time. He was thinking as he always did when she was in his house: "what if we could be a couple?" He always put it aside after rethinking it; she was his secretary and wouldn't it be a little awkward to be working with his partner and in the house all the time.


He had asked her once; as a joke, of course. She had looked at him with her most sincere expression, taking her time. Finally she had said: "I think that would have worked out well." Jay had jumped in his chair, but just smiled at her. "Maybe some day", he replied and now it was her turn to smile back at him.


Since then they had always enjoyed each others' company...

Pearly was in love with their mutual friend Earl Grey and used any chance she had to be close to him, but Earl was clear as always; in any matter: "You know that I am married, don't you Pearl? I have a good wife and I am never going to leave her."


Pearly knew this, but she liked his ways and his direct approach to anything that came in his way.


Earl, Pearly and Jay were a threesome who always had a good time together. They seemed to fit each other in all ways.


She had later asked Jay if they could have a session one day. She felt she had some problems with her feelings for Earl and wanted to clear it up as Earl was very clear in his views about this.

After the tiny session she had said; "you know, Jay, it's only Earl or you that I could partner up with".

Jay was put back about this; he just said that he'd keep it in mind...


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