are always a mirror, reflecting our own beliefs,
and simultaneously we are mirrors, reflecting their beliefs.
So… relationship is one of the most powerful tools for growth….
If we look honestly at our relationships,” —Shakti Gawain
cozy day in bed-
pungence of burning embers
“Room for one more”, he
said, with that look in his eyes
and hand in pocket.
My 2 younger daughters are going to see Titanic in IMAX theaters. I love that they are close, enjoy each other, even when the squabble and fuss. Sisters. I never had any until I grew up and “made family”.
Also i am glad they are getting the heck out of this “toxic” house for the afternoon & evening. I get the house to myself a bit. Wish I was in my new place. But I am not so I deal. I get to hear dogs barking & whining because “The Girl” is mia. The Girl is my youngest and these dogs think she Has To stay home with them so they can watch over her. Silliness in & of our lives.
I am enjoying being A Woman these days. I may not feel as healthy as I need to but I am still all girl/woman. It is nice this.
Music is keeping my mind alert and my spirit happier. I do not know how there can be people who do not like music. But to each their own I suppose.
I am so thankful for Tumblr. It too keeps me “sane” or as sane as I ever will be. Smiling at that, as I think sanity is vastly over-rated and us crazy ones are the sanest in a world gone mad. On Tumblr I meet some interesting, intelligent, artistic, sexy, funny, and/or wonderful people.
I also meet some that need their arses kicked. But The Fates will deal with them. (The jury is out on all this karma talk for me for now)
I keep saying i am moving. I am. In my ex to be’s “schedule”. Gods I look forward to him moving out completely & my being “single” and free from his sometimes tyranny. I am not angry even as I say that. Just resigned to him never changing & me the Changing Woman.
It is really hard to write & think with a kitten laying on your neck grooming himself. My daughter named this kitten “Milo Stormageddon”. It suits him. Oh & Points to you who know where these 2 names come from.
I miss My Friend. One day away and I miss talking to them. Funny how you get used to people’s presence in your life. My Friends are my Treasures along with my Kids. Oh & my dog Beau. He gets upset if I do not talk about him. ;)
Hugs to those off you who need them.
One grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.
One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.
One fine day.” — Lawrence Ferlinghetti - (via rd1960)
“I want to see you, know your voice, recognize you when you first come ‘round the corner, sense your scent when I come into a room you’ve just left. Know the lift of your heel, the glide of your foot. Become familiar with the way you purse your lips then let them part, just the slightest bit, when I lean in to your space and kiss you. I want to know the joy of how you whisper “more” ― Rumi ❤
”I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.”