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"Sometimes one creates a dynamic impression by saying something, and sometimes one creates as significant an impression by remaining silent."

-Dalai Lama

Unconditional

*My boy Rocky*

Missing the Sky

(image from we heart it)

Come fly with me?

Stay Within

The laptop has kept me company all day, I'd been debating on whether or not to leave the house and it made my decision for me. "Stay in and blog, " he said. Yes my laptop is a he. And he talks too. "Get inspired, communicate, explore."

So that's what I'm doing. I'm also looking over some writing I did a few years back. Here's a poem called 'Stay Within' (just as a note, 'Jim' is a reference to Jim Morrison and his lyrics to 'The End'...epic song)

Walls around seem to breathe me in;

their energy draws in the power of my eyes.

Need to plant my roots to stay within.

Stretched then pulled into an emotional bin,

dispensed as waste in disguise.

My prism of colours calls me in.

Ride the Snake, as told by Jim.

I’ve put myself on a shelf, to one side;

waiting to get back to where I’ve been.

Keep my arms connected to my kin

until placed between four towers where I’ll reside.

For now: tears, coffee, cigarettes, gin.

Never any interest for me to win;

only certain mantras of which to abide.

Mother Earth just ground me in.

Prop up a pillow on which to rest my chin.

Everything we know of the Universe applies.

In demand by others’ sin.

Walls have infinite energy to breathe me in.

Today you Made me Smile

Vacant/Occupied

I promised myself and the two of you who read this thing (you know who you are) that I would write toilet-roll-length thoughts and creative writing as often as you have hot dinners and here I am two months later. I'm now trying to rebuild a relationship with blogspot - it's not right this off again on again business. The truth is, I haven't had much to say but have had too much to think about. Like waiting at the airport for my baggage, I've watched these moments go around and around and around...I'm still not quite sure they are mine.

Forgive me for this slack warm-up but of course Halloween, Guy Fawkes Night (does anyone else still call it that?) and Autumn has passed us by and there are plenty of gaps to fill in and not enough time for hindsight so I won't blabber on about what I have done in my life recently; or more to the point, what life has done to me. I too have plunged into hibernation along with the rest of nature; all I've needed is sleep, so why is it that I have walked the waking hours like I'm on a valium-type-of-numbness? Switched off. Not firing on all cylinders as my Little Big sis says.

Today I woke up a little. Rubbing old times from my eyes, scratching my head about tomorrow and having yet another cup of coffee to think about the rest.