Gotta be brave and change.
Gotta change all that makes me not me
Gotta be brave like a Jedi.
In Search of Balance
Searching and Finding Balance in a rather rambunctious world.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Dream the Stardust
The dreams never leave do they?
Those we put away - haunt us and stalk us and make us ponder the sky and the stars and every sunrise and sunset hoping that one day they will magically come upon us - taking our breath away in a moment stopped in time.
What are our dreams but our intense memories of past lives lived
Past loves loved, past experiences rush out of nowhere leaving us longing for something in the haze of our mind - foggy and barely out of reach
Those dreams stay with us after we awake - shaking our soul with the memories of love and longing and yearning and needing and wanting.
Those dreams leave behind a sense of everything and nothing like landing on a distant planet without a way back....they linger in the dawn of the day.
Those dreams where the people blend into one - first your one then your the other then you realize you were all of them - points of view mingled in the significant flow of space and time.
Those dreams you not only feel but you can taste them, smell them, become them - close your eyes and your there with those others that are you - exquisitely and uniquely you.
In that dream I am him and I am her and I am them - I am everywhere and nowhere and the sky and the stars and the heavens mourn no more - all is one - and I am stardust of the dreams.
Those we put away - haunt us and stalk us and make us ponder the sky and the stars and every sunrise and sunset hoping that one day they will magically come upon us - taking our breath away in a moment stopped in time.
What are our dreams but our intense memories of past lives lived
Past loves loved, past experiences rush out of nowhere leaving us longing for something in the haze of our mind - foggy and barely out of reach
Those dreams stay with us after we awake - shaking our soul with the memories of love and longing and yearning and needing and wanting.
Those dreams leave behind a sense of everything and nothing like landing on a distant planet without a way back....they linger in the dawn of the day.
Those dreams where the people blend into one - first your one then your the other then you realize you were all of them - points of view mingled in the significant flow of space and time.
Those dreams you not only feel but you can taste them, smell them, become them - close your eyes and your there with those others that are you - exquisitely and uniquely you.
In that dream I am him and I am her and I am them - I am everywhere and nowhere and the sky and the stars and the heavens mourn no more - all is one - and I am stardust of the dreams.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Scenes from the Day 4.22.12
Iced Tea for me - that's Scott in the background
Luke enjoying the sunshine and perfect temperature
Scott pretending I am not taking a photo - he can always sense when it's about to happen - I told him to keep reading :)
After weeks of cloud cover - a brilliant blue sky
Back home - splitting a beer with Scott
Happy Sunday my friends.
Location:
Guinn Gate Dr, Frisco, TX 75034, USA
It's the Little Things
So yesterday I spent most of the day trying to find a new hobby since I cannot find anything left to read (almost).
Fortunately I only spent well....less than 24 hours in a funk over that.
I considered knitting (uses to many hands), crocheting (uses 30% more yarn than knitting - what did I win the lottery?!), I considered collecting baseball cards (but where would I keep them? And I only know who Yu Durvish is), I considered baking again (Scott pleaded with me NO he said - he's right scarfing down dozen baked goods a week can't be good for us).
And then I realized this morning - I don't need a hobby necessarily. I just need to live everyday and pay attention to the little things and enjoy life
Fortunately I only spent well....less than 24 hours in a funk over that.
I considered knitting (uses to many hands), crocheting (uses 30% more yarn than knitting - what did I win the lottery?!), I considered collecting baseball cards (but where would I keep them? And I only know who Yu Durvish is), I considered baking again (Scott pleaded with me NO he said - he's right scarfing down dozen baked goods a week can't be good for us).
And then I realized this morning - I don't need a hobby necessarily. I just need to live everyday and pay attention to the little things and enjoy life
Great coffee, a blue berry muffin and some computer time
My Two Favorite Guys playing "mouse"
Expect more photos of the little things :)
Labels:
Little Things,
Luke,
Scott
Location:
Frisco, TX 75034, USA
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