I realize as I am wandering through these pages that there are today threads entangled still within my present. As much as I let go of so much already, there are still a few small unhealed wounds … and they started around this time. Paul had become an important part of my life for almost 6 years, over half of my marriage. The flowing strains … Continue reading Lost in Helium Spheres | Part Three
“Pathologizing psyche is not wrong…and to realize deeply that it is not wrong, but rather necessary, is healing” James Hillman IN DAYS SPENT I found myself cascading off mountains, plummeting down towards anger, uplifting my eyes to guilt, surrendering to helpless stagnation.Looking into the eyes of maniacal loss. A sweeping denial; dulled vision. Possible continuation swaying in the breeze. Doors of life and death are … Continue reading Lost in Helium Spheres | Part Two
And from where I stand… A fraction of time spent in innocence, we spend in wonder of ourselves. In beliefs instilled to haunt us, we break at the bonds that hold us. From distant lands of imagination, the world spins by unnoticed, until the spiral tightens, and we are faced with our own creation. From there we see the future and know the absence and … Continue reading Lost in Helium Spheres | Part One
Found two more old journals stored away in the attic back at the homestead. Have spent the last few hours since I got back this afternoon “strolling” down memory lane. Found more old pictures of Tim and I from that first year we were here at the cottage, 2009, plus lots of good memories and things that make me smile. The journals are what I … Continue reading Old Journals ~ an introduction
I walk on tear drops from a thousand eyes, as ancient as the core of a mountain. With gentleness profound and earthly, I feel the subtle shifts of a mind. In brief moments of disbelief, I see into a thousand tomorrows’. Forever concealing the nature of their existence, I shelter the secrets of those many hearts. In flesh or dust, Through centuries or millenniums, I … Continue reading Spiritwalker
I should know better, I really should. Too much stimulation last night, and I found myself escaping the New Year chaos of celebration. At twenty minutes to midnight I couldn’t handle the people, the wine punch or the feelings that gathered up inside me. All I could think of was getting back to the homestead and spending New Years with Irish, who was alone back … Continue reading Can happiness make you sad?
Up early this morning and watched the sunrise over the old Norway Spruce and was thinking how in this house I could walk around blind and still know where I am. Our family has celebrated 115 years of Christmas’ in this old farmhouse. The table where we ate our festive feast is as much a fixture as the knule post at the bottom of the stairs. It is … Continue reading Christmas back in Dodge
Some perhaps may be unfamiliar with “picker” as a noun rather than a verb. What is a “picker” you ask? Well, this is an individual who will go to any lengths to seek old stuff that others would consider junk. OH NO…to a “picker” (or “salvager” I believe in the UK) … these “things” are gems. Diamonds in the rough. “Picker Gold”. The whole REUSE, … Continue reading Bless his “picker” heart
Words, beautiful words. Poems, stories, of all kinds is what I crave. Whether the story be historical, a mystery, or a fable for children. ….Oh, tell me a story. That is why I am inspired to blog. To tell stories, to share experiences and to learn, most especially to learn. I am teaching myself how to write. Not just in a journal, but to really … Continue reading …Inspiration
Bit of serendipity to this Daily Prompt. This morning I finally sent off my first resume to a potential employer. So as one could imagine the whole idea of “success” has been foremost on my mind of late. It’s merely the first, but that one email took me almost 24 hrs to create & send. One foot in front of the other. “What is a … Continue reading Daily Prompt: “Success is a journey, not a destination”
I went out today with my Nokia N95 Camera Phone for my walk rather than the bulkier Canon. I prefer it sometimes as its lighter. Afterward as I looked through what I had taken, I wanted to subtly enhance the mood … so I very gently softened them with Picasa. I like the effect; it captures how I felt today. Lots on my mind. Lots … Continue reading Desiderata
by PaulaB 