There is a place where I dream, and in those dreams I would stay home and read and fill my mind with creativity and ideas to be shared. The outdoor would beckon me and I would go outside and work in my garden. My garden would be full of glorious flowers and vines and herbs that would fill the air with sweet and spicy. I would paint and create all that came to mind and the life of my creative expression would find itself pouring out all over the canvas giving sight to glory and love and compassions... I would pick wild flowers and spread seeds in every lonely glade... and I would be an inventor. I would write children's stories and illustrate them.
I would visit with friends (who, did i mention, all live close by) and I would bring them baskets of flowers and gifts that expressed them. I'd hang an old cracked window from tree limb in the garden, and I would have a welding shop...
Of course, at the end of the day I'd be pretty tuckered out. So I'd go into my cottage, because of course i live in a cottage, run a bath, and put myself to bed being content in the day. Being tuckered out from the fullness of who you are is the best kind there is.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Time
I've done a lot of noticing lately. I've noticed, quite suddenly in fact, that the world around me in which I go about my daily life has completely changed since I was first introduced
to it, and especially since it was 'my world'.
University life is interesting in that way. When I was as student on this campus, it was 'my world', but now it's someone elses. I have made new friends here a
nd I am grateful for those friends, but all in all, this is an entirely different universe, with only some small remaining essences of the stars that were once here. life here has been 100% recycled.
so where's my world, now? At home mostly, in the love that I have found, and am making and creating every day. The other part, how
ever, the irriplacable and uncanny pieces that my heart daily yearns for, those parts are in Hartsville, Atlanta, South Korea, New York...
to it, and especially since it was 'my world'.University life is interesting in that way. When I was as student on this campus, it was 'my world', but now it's someone elses. I have made new friends here a
nd I am grateful for those friends, but all in all, this is an entirely different universe, with only some small remaining essences of the stars that were once here. life here has been 100% recycled.so where's my world, now? At home mostly, in the love that I have found, and am making and creating every day. The other part, how
ever, the irriplacable and uncanny pieces that my heart daily yearns for, those parts are in Hartsville, Atlanta, South Korea, New York... Thursday, December 6, 2007
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