Happy New Year...

As one year fades from view and the next one enters in, the old adage comes to mind once again:

Wherever you go, there you are.

Moving the numbers or the location or the title doesn't change who you are. 

If you are comfortable with yourself, then wherever you find yourself will be bearable,

no matter how awful the place itself may be. 

If you are a mess and wish to escape all that is you,

then noplace you go will be satisfactory, no matter how lovely. 

 Find what makes you truly happy. 

Not numb. 

Not blinded by the false glamour of temporary pleasures.

Not so fuzzy-headed that you forget.

But truly happy.

True happiness still makes your heart sing when you recall it in the future. 

What makes you feel great about who you are and what you do?

The brightness of the future depends upon that.

Find it.  Embrace it.  Live it!

Never miss an opportunity to show kindness.

Never take an opportunity to show cruelty.

Who you are is determined by what you think, feel, say and do.

Radiate the beauty within...

A shocking amount of laundry awaits me, but i am irresistably redirected and pulled in by the poetry that yearns to escape.  For there is music within each of us, painting our hearts in the colours of our souls, the reflections of who we are.  Some of us display this visibly, through god-given talents that others flock to.  Others of us just quietly exist, and it takes one who seeks to discover their true beauty. 


Public or not, the music and colour and essence of who you are swirl within you, and those who come close enough can explore in awe of the wonder that is you. 


Dare to be beautiful. Not in outward showiness, but within yourself; it will shine through the barriers you place around yourself, seeping through the walls and lighting up the corners.  Radiate!

Sunshine through the Window

While the world reels in icebound shock from the trauma that enfolds it, a quiet corner of warmth offers refuge and light.  The sun filters in weakly from distant skies, but fighting the winter cold, illuminates the room and chases the chill away.  There is still horror and grief and pain beyond these walls, but for now, come enjoy the peace and brightness that dwell here.  All will end well.  Who knows when that will be, but does it matter?  

Drained of energy and the ability to cope with the mess and chaos of life, this feels like an excellent night to go to bed early with The Safehouse and forget the world.  I can hold the book and let the recordings read it to me while the insanity of the world carries on obliviously. Leave me alone, life.

It can't all be sunshine and poetry.

It's been a sucky month.  Yeah, pretty much the whole thing.  I'm tired.   I'm drained.  I can't find my way to the forest, or to Brego, or to any of my happy retreats.  The places i go to when i can steal a free moment to think and wander and escape... are lost to me.

Every single day takes so much out of me that i feel like an empty shell, a hollow shadow of what once was.  It isn't true, of course.  The inside is alive and swirling with turbulent thoughts and feelings and dreams and fears that never slow down, never stop, always rush and whirl and shift.  The shell is just the semblance of normalcy i try to show to others, for no one really wants inside.  No one can handle it.  It's dizzying, tiring, sickening to be ensconced in such tribulation.  Trust me; i understand.

Go ahead.  Really.  Please!  Just move on from the spectacle and don't feel bad for not being able to take it. I've got quite enough to deal with on my own at the moment, and i'm too weary to deal with comforting you for not being able to handle me.  Just let me hide alone in the dark until it gets better.

I'll be okay.

Balm for a wounded heart...

The sweet tenderness, expressed unintentionally through genuine heartfelt affection, which shines on the faces of those who love me, has the power to boost me from the depths of sorrow.  When those around you offer stereotypical concern, it is to no avail.  But when someone who isn't trying to is caught with a sincere look of adoration on their precious face, the affect is soothingly healing.  Bless you, my friend.  <3