Writing again?

I am not sure where this is going, but.... I'm hoping that some thoughts and ideas, said in private and anonymity might bring some form a purging? You never know!

Acts of Kindness

Dana's muddy soul-prints!

If you haven't met Dana, I suggest you switch off your mobile, pack chocolates, coffee (an absolute must) and water. No fire or blankets needed. She will warm your soul. You can snuggle up next to the roaring fire that her blog is.

She will show you what true beauty is. Not only what it is, but what it's made of. The pure raw material and the final, poignant product. If I have to describe the soul-prints she's has left in my heart I will use words such as: Yes, sublime would definitely be there, humble, striking, heart-warming, loving, sad, gracious, generous, moving, delicious, sensual, ravishing, extraordinary and passionate. I could go on...

When we willingly allow someone into our lives, they leave footprints in our hearts. Some, and only a few, leave soul-prints like muddy footprints on a carpet. Sadly, they are very seldom thanked for these enjoyable muddy prints they leave behind. And if you think that mud is all bad, think again. You can't grow lotus flowers without mud, now can you?

Dana carries mud (by the bucket-load) into my clinical, cleanly swept environment. I've learned that my cleanly swept abode and torturous perfectionism is not going to get me anywhere. I need some form of chaos to be more creative, to be more me! I need her muddy soul-prints to grow my own lotus flowers. That's why I've got a (cleanly swept) spot close to the fire. But she is teaching me not to concern myself too much with the leaves and dust floating around. I must let them be.

Brilliant musicians and even moderately good musicians nearly always get standing ovations after a performance. This is my ovation to Dana. I can't give her a standing applause, however, I admit she has me often on the edge of my seat, ready to give her the standing ovation she deserves.

I suggest strongly that you give her a visit. Oh and take some lotus flowers with. You would want to give it to her, I guarantee you!

Scribbles of Wisdom

"A mind that is stretched to a new idea never returns to its original dimension."

~ Oliver Wendell Homes

"You wouldn't be a writer if reading hadn't enriched your soul more than other pursuits."

~ Anne Lamott

"To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee. One clover and a bee, and reverie. The reverie alone will do, if bees are few."

~ Emily Dickinson

"It's only with the heart that we see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eyes."

~ Antoine De Saint-Exupery

(PS: What is very interesting about this quote is that the words have been used in a song called "Weekend" by Scooter (Dance). The words have been scrambled slightly in the song and goes as follow "What is essential?It's invisible to the eye! It's only with the heart that you can see rightly." Not the kind of song you would expect to see these insightful words. When you listen to the song, you'll understand.)

Where two currents meet

Have you noticed how the water swirls and crashes where two currents meet? Waves collide with waves and there is a lucid wisp of mist drifting over the seething surf and deep blue waters. Occasionally you notice a quiet and calmness that catches you off guard and you wonder where this sudden stillness is coming from. Only to be rudely, untimely but expectedly interrupted by the next submersion of crashing waves.

My soul is where two currents meet. Water flowing against water. A force fighting against a force equal to its own. I'm dispersed while spinning like a top through nothing more but air, and I beg you to let me down, so I can find a warm, safe dwelling to rest my soul. I want a change in weather and wind and for the moon to turn on its side to allow me to return to my sublunary world . Just for a short while. I'll be happy with minutes, even seconds. Nothing more. Just a little solace from this madness.

The quietness I desire is far out of reach. Close enough for a glimpse, but with it's fancy footwork escapes my keen embrace.

TSA to lift ban on flying with cigarette lighters

Who thinks this is an interesting development? I can think of quite a few ways to make flying unsafe with a lighter. Frankly, this makes no difference to me! Terrorists will always find a way to do harm, but really if they are concerned about safety, maybe letting miniature flames back on the plane isn't necessarily a good idea. They can rather give me my lotions and potions back. Especially those that only comes in 120ml (4 1/4 oz) instead of 100ml (3 oz).

It breaks my heart....

...every time I hear or read about abortions. What I really struggle to understand is how easily it is for a mother-to-be to consent to remove a small helpless child from a her womb to crush or cut his/her head to kill it.

"BATON ROUGE, Louisiana - Louisiana became the first American state Friday to outlaw a controversial abortion procedure that involves partially removing the fetus intact from a woman's uterus, then crushing or cutting its skull to complete the abortion."

I'm heaving as I'm writing this. I don't understand. It saddens my heart and I'm sure Gods' heart e.v.e.r.y. s.i.n.g.l.e t.i.m.e some irresponsible woman decides to kill/murder their own child.

People are unbelievably and devastatingly irresponsible!

Now listen to me! If you are going to have unprotected sex with someone you will only get one of two things. STD's or a baby. Get it in your heads!!!! Or are you stupid????? And for your sake I hope it's a nasty, wild and a persistent STD.