Turning from the obsessions that lead one astray, tempted by the dark nature within us all, desires that have the power, sometimes, to even stain our heart, our spirit, our soul. Can we become selfless? Buddhism would say so, but the path in our modern hi-strung world is a difficult one. Now, binging on a series called Once Upon A Time, these fabled heroes of … Continue reading Mercy For The Devil
Ever wanted to just stop what you’re doing and throw out all access to the internet, sell all your worldly possessions and move to the wilds, live in a cabin by a stream, turning your back on it all? Going somewhere so remote you CAN NOT access the internet? No cell service. Nada. I did it, the going to the wilds, not giving away ALL … Continue reading A Meander Through My Mind, Of Politics And Swamp Things, And Memories Of A Lake
Pencil sketch originally was done from the kitchen window at the cottage, 2010. Went back last night and added some colour. Weekly Photo Challenge | Life Imitates Art Continue reading Watercolor Memories Of a Lake
it is here, again. like seasons, like clouds like weather. fear it, or not, yet still it comes. lazy days, give way, to rain. to cloud. to sun. again. yet still it comes. it, sooths you, may move you, improve you, and, it will change you. yet still it will come. In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Change.” Continue reading And All There Is Left Is Me
“Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone’s soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.” RUMI Well Mom, certainly not every morning I dance around the apartment like a madman before work, but I was compelled by the funky sounds of one Alex Boye. He has a real funky vibe of Motown in his sound. He gives me this … Continue reading What I know About Being Giddy And Free
“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.” ― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance … for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime Continue reading Shades Of Night
in little bits in pieces I say goodbye day to day a little less, means alittle more. to hold onto you, and today you are alittle farther away more present now this time of day stripped of illusion and the lies of the flesh and you knew you knew somehow had always known. back back before us and those four square days back and you, … Continue reading Off Into The Mystic
There are rare times in our life when the planets align, the right people are gathered, and MAGIC happens. True magic. The sort of moments that become cherished memories. Those rare times when you are FULLY aware and can thus revel in the moments, imprinting them on your soul for ever more. There are times when you truly are thankful to be alive, to be … Continue reading A cottage, a bonfire & guitars = Céilidh
by PaulaB 