love this word
It encompasses many of the concepts I've been processing:
Balance
Cognitive dissonance
Fear/love
Happiness/sadness
Good/bad
Shared/hidden
Yin/yang
Within and without
It represents the fact that you can be all things at once.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
See saw.......the concept of balance, once again
Why is the idea of straddling the middle so difficult for me?
There is no middle. There is one side or the other. Oh crap. Now I just thought, "There is grey." So, what do I mean? hmmmm.
It think it means that I can't stand to be stuck in the middle - not knowing whether to go left or right, up or down, backward or forward.........you get the point.
I want conviction for everything I do.
Now, that's a good word. I don't know that I've ever written it before. I wish I could give "conviction" away wrapped in a bow.
There is no middle. There is one side or the other. Oh crap. Now I just thought, "There is grey." So, what do I mean? hmmmm.
It think it means that I can't stand to be stuck in the middle - not knowing whether to go left or right, up or down, backward or forward.........you get the point.
I want conviction for everything I do.
Now, that's a good word. I don't know that I've ever written it before. I wish I could give "conviction" away wrapped in a bow.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
On this......
drab, dreary day that can't decide whether it's going to be spring
on this.......
day that's neither here nor there
on this.....
day
I protect what I am so that I can keep being what I am
on this.......
day that's neither here nor there
on this.....
day
I protect what I am so that I can keep being what I am
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
And she walked.......
distracted by her phone
tuned into whatever message she had just received
unaware of the way her energy radiated waves
the way the light spoke to the curve of her neck
and the dance of her hair
and the casualness of what she was
her power
tuned into whatever message she had just received
unaware of the way her energy radiated waves
the way the light spoke to the curve of her neck
and the dance of her hair
and the casualness of what she was
her power
Monday, April 11, 2011
Pink sunlight
Do you every notice those precious few minutes of the day when the sun infuses everything it touches with a pink glow?
Even the simplest things can look beautiful because you see them in a completely different way.
I'm sitting on my couch looking at the landscape change before me. In the distance, two birds have landed at the very tip of a tree reminding me of the yellow finches that used to perch on the telephone wires outside my apartment building. I'm in love with the idea that two birds in the distance have the ability to change me at this moment. Do those birds know that by landing right there right then they gave me the gift of a memory?
Even the simplest things can look beautiful because you see them in a completely different way.
I'm sitting on my couch looking at the landscape change before me. In the distance, two birds have landed at the very tip of a tree reminding me of the yellow finches that used to perch on the telephone wires outside my apartment building. I'm in love with the idea that two birds in the distance have the ability to change me at this moment. Do those birds know that by landing right there right then they gave me the gift of a memory?
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