It's raining. That thick, delicious, syrupy kind of rain. The world, as far as I can see, has been draped in one giant cottonelle sheet. For a moment, I think I'm a bird, and the giant hand of God has tossed a towel over the cage to slow us all down. I'm listenin' to the man. Staying in my pajamas all day.I open all the windows and the morning wetness settles in, a free spirited ghost drifting through the windows. I like it. There is no sign of the Saturday morning sun. The moon has been showing her up lately.....the eclipse a strip tease act that left us breathless in the streets....and last night, the glowing, all knowing mischievious face in the sky.....the full moon rising. And now this, the sun hiding, sleeping in late, staying in her pajamas all day.
I'm rewriting my life today. Starting where I left off, except someone hit the rewind button, and things are all happening in deja vue. The same lines. The same stories. The same meant to be's playing over again in slow motion, only this time I get to pick which ending I like. The butterfly effect. Clink!
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does she really mean all this?, i ask myself. how can she continue to focus on possibilities and clinks!, living in the real world as she does and i do? does she see in a way that i only do sometimes?
then, i sigh, take it in, and am reminded that empowerment, like happiness, is a choice.
i can;t keep saying 'thank you'--a thousand times is too redundant. of course it's obvious i'm a kindred soul, but every time i wallow, there you are flying again.
:)
:)
I looove what KJ just said...
"Every time I wallow... there you are flying again."
You'll find me over here leading the Amen Choir!
;) ;)
My friend,
You are the light
that sparkles
the rain drop
that caresses
a tear
that
inhales...
exhales...
dances...
through
the foreboding
night
You are
'glittered wine
in the wind'
'the yellow butterfly'
You are hope.
And i thank
you
for whispering
peace
to my heart.
Your Love grows,
And so we do too...
M
Oh KJ....I wallow girl, and wallow good, and I can whhhhhhhiiiiiine like the whipporwhill, it's just that eventually, I realize it just isn't doing anything....And sometimes, all we can do is just keep going, trying, believing....taking one more chance. And that my friend, is flying! Clink! To the friendly skies.....and the wind to carry us!
Maithri....
And I'm holding a mirror to a window
and sending your words
exactly
the mirrored image
back to you,
giftwrapped
for just this occassion, to thank you for being my friend....
I cannot tell you the
impact
the voice
the hugeness
you played in our little lives here this week....
yesterday
becoming
tomorrow......
Peace~love my friends
To butterflies!
GILYSVM!
slb
skinny....Glad I pulled this mirror out....
Back at ya, darling,
so very very much! Wishing you well. Wishing it soon.
Peace~love and chicken noodle soup, sweetie!
S,
I posted about you and your many gifts/talents ;) check it out when you get a chance,
Love, M
Just need a fast forward button in the friendly skies on a jams day evening. You've got it covered.
#:-)
Maithri.....
You are the gift....
We crossed paths....in the wind....
you were here and I was already there.....and more....
Thank you my friend,
for all that you are....
Babs....Oh! I didn't think of that! :)
The sun never seems to sleep in your heart - you are an absolute inspiration my bonny lass (smile).
ps. I'm baaaack! (new site).
I love these kind of days few and far between . a new kind of ebouillance
Your words make me want to dance in the rain.
I love it when the rain falls like a blanket, securing one from the rest of the world... safe, serene... secure... and utterly peace filled and private...
Shrink....OH! I'm so glad you're back! I saw you peekin' in on Skinny's page and raced over to lean over the fence and wave! Yeah!:)
princess....It was good. The rain pressure washed my clothes and all day yesterday I could smell the sky!
Shimmerings....And that's just the way the day was....protected....And just as Kimbies says, "a little window of peace"......
Much love friends
And peace
wherever whenever we can find it...
gorgeous striptease again August??miss Eric
Sandy....
Oh I hope so.....
And so do I....
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