Thursday, June 30, 2011

Silent in transit.

Your words go silent in transit,
vanishing slowly
through heat and air.
in that space
between voice and touch
I still listen
and wait for fingerprints.

"I got you
Baby I got you
Until you're used to my face
And my mystery fades
I got you
So baby love me
Before they all love me
Until you won't love me
Because they all left me
I'll be different
I think I'll be different
I hope I'm not different
And I hope you'll still listen
But until then
Baby I got you."

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

To be whole.

There is in every one of us
reasons to move forward.
Move forward
to keep yourself alive.
To make yourself whole.
Lie still with me and watch
the images I know
that will help us push on
in order to stay alive
in order to be whole.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Upward over the mountain.

"Life is a question of nerves and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone in colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you once had loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line in a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had once ceased to play..
I tell you it is on things like these
that our lives depend."
-Oscar Wilde

Morning. :) Sometimes for reasons unknown aside from the obvious, I dream of the Blue Ridge mountains. Something about mountains has always made me feel safe, and having been on the edge of these southeastern mountains more than once this year for various occasions such as my drive from California to Massachusetts and recently Bonnaroo, I now stand fascinated by the stunning ribbons of road, small mountain towns, curves, plunges, rivers, wildlife, history, cabins and overall artistic passion of the area. There's a sort of magic that radiates that land, and it tugs at my heart as if there's a subtle pull luring me back there to really explore and immerse myself into the hiking, local stores and camping in that summer mountain air.

Something about this sweet Iron & Wine song transports me to the lovely area where a land filled with the allure of outdoor adventures, bluegrass music, southern hospitality and winding romantic roads so often calls to me. :) I think that sometimes we all have places that tug at our hearts in ways we're not always uncertain of, but I know that we should listen and follow where we are quietly lead to.

Have a beautiful June day, and keep on keepin' on. ;)

"So may the sunrise bring home where it once was forgotten.
Sons are like birds, flying always upward over the mountain."

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Moving past the feeling.

Good morning!! :)  I have been running around like crazy for weeks now and am trying to take it slow this morning, under the whirling fan, listening to the summer birds, and breathing out any frustration or toxic energy my body and mind took in this past month from undesired outside circumstances.  I wouldn't necessarily call myself a meditative person but I probably am.  There are times when I simply need to be alone and go inward; to be so deep in thought and mindful of the moment everything comes to a standstill and  when I finally surface I am renewed. So on this morning meditation of sorts, I thought I'd pop in and say hello. :) Onward and upward and into the calm.

"What is silence? 
Something of the sky in us."
-Dya Karninsky

I love this Arcade Fire cover by 

"Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm movin' past the feeling again."

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Summer's calling.

Ahh my friends.... summer is here. 
 It's really a time when we should all slow down a bit.  Staying busy can be good for us but only to a certain point.  If you're not yet feeling that sweet, slow summer vibe, maybe these images and words will inspire this evening. :)

"This is June, the month of grass and leaves... 
already the aspens are trembling again,
and a new summer is offered to me."
-Henry David Thoreau

"I want to be magic.  
I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile.
I want to be under a tree or on a hill 
and marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing.
I don't want to pretend to be magic anymore.
  I want to be magic."
-Charles de Lint

"I was never really insane except upoun occasions
when my heart was touched."
-Edgar Allen Poe


"I am at one with a sea of sensations,
glitter, silk, skin, eyes, mouths,
-Anais Nin

"At any rate, let us love for awhile, a year or so,
you and me.  That's a form of divine drunkenness 
we can all try."
-S. Scott Fitzgerald

"It's because everything must end 
that everything is so beautiful."
-Carine Rotifeld

"It was time to move on,
to dance with life again."
-Jacqeuline Winspear