Seeker of the Flame

Recent Musings

You are viewing the most recent 7 entries

December 10th, 2004

12/10/04 - 08:30 pm: lotus blossom spring
We had a lovely gift today. A lotus blossom day of spring, hidden the middle of what wants to be winter, but only succeeds in being a really cold fall. But today was warm and gentle. The grass was that lovely shade of green that I associate with the hills of Ireland (not that I've ever been there, mind, but I've seen some beautiful pictures).

Out walking by the pond with the geese and the pelicans and the cranes and herons, and all the other mid morning pond walkers, we were friendly, chatty and fairly bouncing with the beautiful day.

There's hints that tomorrow will be just as nice.
Pluck the Rose
add to memories

November 12th, 2004

11/12/04 - 09:31 pm: Blowing off the dust
(Coughing from the clouds of dust that rise off the dusty journal.)

I'm still here, still alive, though obviously not reading or posting much. I am doing much writing, but now I've reached a stopping point, at least until December when I start editing and revising. I do need to revive some poetry in my soul, take a few walks and appreciate the sunsets and moonrises, watch the migration patterns of geese and dreams and just generally reconnect to my life.

It's a labyrinth, spinning in and back out again, this reconnection process, but it lets me walk between the worlds of my dreams and the worlds of my eyes.
4 Fingers Pricked - Pluck the Rose
add to memories

August 19th, 2004

8/19/04 - 09:01 pm:
Misty trails of grey, swallowing the mountain.
Pluck the Rose
add to memories

May 8th, 2004

5/8/04 - 09:20 am: 3 Rules of Dressing Well
When you're dressing for "an occasion" and you don't know what to wear, follow these three smiple rules.

1. Dress to make yourself happy
(You can't be happy with what you're wearing, no matter how great anyone else thinks it looks, if you're not happy.)
2. Dress for the occasion
(Dress thematically for the event.)
3. Dress for comfort
(Back to rule 1, really, because you can't be happy if you're uncomfortable.)
2 Fingers Pricked - Pluck the Rose
add to memories

April 6th, 2004

4/6/04 - 08:49 pm: Hukku, Not Haiku
Water lilies
Kiss the pond
Then blush pink
Pluck the Rose
add to memories

April 3rd, 2004

4/3/04 - 08:36 am: wind stroked
There is a golden wind this morning, full of memories of the desert of its birth. On my walk, it spins my hair of autumn leaf colored spider webs. Gossamer strands of russet and amber, twisted into Gordian knots that may require the Alexandrian solution.

Or maybe I'm just looking for an excuse to cut my hair again.
2 Fingers Pricked - Pluck the Rose
add to memories

February 22nd, 2004

2/22/04 - 07:56 am: rainy day dreams
After the anguished fit of anger the storm displayed yesterday, she's finally settled into a quieter place. She weeps quietly now, with none of the passion of yesterday. Seagulls, come shoreward to avoid the storm, or maybe revel in it, are her sea born chorus, adding their voices to her pain. Why does she cry so? Maybe she's mourning the loss of Winter. His visits are short enough, as it is.

In the meantime, the dew of the sea growing in the front yard is flourishing in wild delight, with rain released pine scented goodness, and tiny blue flowers that capture the color of the sky (but exactly!) on a Spring morning.
Pluck the Rose
add to memories
Powered by LiveJournal.com