Your presence in my life began much the way dreams do
a slow foggy half awake beckoning of the soul
it made the world seem calmer and more thrilling
all at the same time
that new found knowledge was like pulling a blanket up over my shoulders
on a cold winter night
The line of demarcation that had formerely defined me
no longer fell on such mundane lines
as day of birth
starting school
moving to a new house
or any of the other former measures
that had come before
the lines commmonly used to decide
when ones life takes a significant turn
now falls with great impact
on when I first knew about you
versus when I did not
that miraculous moment when I began to look at the world
through anothers set of eyes
peering out of me inwardly
your eyes
your thoughts
your viewpoint
as though it were mine
pudding proof that I had assimilated your world view in with my own
where it now rests on the puffed comfortable couch of my heart
beside my own unique thoughts and feelings
a space where I can have a running inner dialogue at any moment
an effortless free flowing stream of consciousness conversation
about anything at all
knowing all my thoughts are safe in your hands
the world may notice a new, crackling energy in me
or perhaps
a secret far away smile
as I wait patiently in a long line
seeming as though I have been transported far away.
It is true
I have
to that secret place inside of me where your spirit and mine
now reside
together
knowing you
has
changed my world.
I know love
because it defines you
and I
know
you.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Daydream From a Woman's Heart
Daydream From a Woman's Heart
In my most perfect daydream
my children would turn out exactly as I wrote the script
I would be beautiful
and thin!
my husband would be possessed of the singular ability to read my mind
(and like what he read)
my dog would behave
my cooking would be renown
my friends would adore me
my enemies would change their mind about me
my colloquialisms for life would be exquisite to all!
and finally..........
I would grow old and die
surrounded by
my loved ones both two and 4 legged...
screech...............
sound of record stopping!
How ABSOLUTELY boring!
How done already!
Instead....
I propose an alternate scenario for all us mothers and women out there who have hearts filled with dreams...
our children will abandon our script and we will be glad
(for how can they let go of the past in order to shape the future?)
We will suddenly realize that we already are beautiful in the minds eye of those who truly get us
what a relief
we can lay that beauty/thin/ thing down on the side of the road starting right now
a dog not behaving?
That is what makes blood to boil,
and laughter to bubble forth
and generates great stories to tell over dinner
keep it up pup!
More than likely our cooking is plenty renown - its just a matter of not serving it till after everyone is hungry - then make them wait 30 more minutes - its all about the perception!
as for our friends...
they already do adore us - that is why they are our friends
whereas our enemies never really knew us,
pity, really (for them)
and as for our colloquialisms shining in our clever use of superlatives...
the truth is it never was us at all.
Rather,
it has been life itself
all along
shining in its exquisiteness
our words are merely reflecting that glow,
thus decreeing every day a chance to shine
because it is all already there - waiting for us to show up.
As for dying, why think about it really?
Maybe I will die standing on top of a mountain I just climbed at the age of 100 just to see if I could.
Maybe I will die in bed
(I hope its in my sleep.)
Since none of us knows or can impact or plan for it in any way, why really care?
What we can plan, what we can impact,
is each day
right now.
We can love our children just as they are
and that goes for husbands too...
and friends be they of the two or 4 legged variety.
We can recognize that what nourishes best is anything that is real,
be it food,
words,
or glances...
and we can serve them up warmly and often.
Now that I think about it,
I like this plan.
I like this woman better.
I am going to go off the script of average and take the adventurous and unknown and embrace it with lifes arms wide open.
How about you?
In my most perfect daydream
my children would turn out exactly as I wrote the script
I would be beautiful
and thin!
my husband would be possessed of the singular ability to read my mind
(and like what he read)
my dog would behave
my cooking would be renown
my friends would adore me
my enemies would change their mind about me
my colloquialisms for life would be exquisite to all!
and finally..........
I would grow old and die
surrounded by
my loved ones both two and 4 legged...
screech...............
sound of record stopping!
How ABSOLUTELY boring!
How done already!
Instead....
I propose an alternate scenario for all us mothers and women out there who have hearts filled with dreams...
our children will abandon our script and we will be glad
(for how can they let go of the past in order to shape the future?)
We will suddenly realize that we already are beautiful in the minds eye of those who truly get us
what a relief
we can lay that beauty/thin/ thing down on the side of the road starting right now
a dog not behaving?
That is what makes blood to boil,
and laughter to bubble forth
and generates great stories to tell over dinner
keep it up pup!
More than likely our cooking is plenty renown - its just a matter of not serving it till after everyone is hungry - then make them wait 30 more minutes - its all about the perception!
as for our friends...
they already do adore us - that is why they are our friends
whereas our enemies never really knew us,
pity, really (for them)
and as for our colloquialisms shining in our clever use of superlatives...
the truth is it never was us at all.
Rather,
it has been life itself
all along
shining in its exquisiteness
our words are merely reflecting that glow,
thus decreeing every day a chance to shine
because it is all already there - waiting for us to show up.
As for dying, why think about it really?
Maybe I will die standing on top of a mountain I just climbed at the age of 100 just to see if I could.
Maybe I will die in bed
(I hope its in my sleep.)
Since none of us knows or can impact or plan for it in any way, why really care?
What we can plan, what we can impact,
is each day
right now.
We can love our children just as they are
and that goes for husbands too...
and friends be they of the two or 4 legged variety.
We can recognize that what nourishes best is anything that is real,
be it food,
words,
or glances...
and we can serve them up warmly and often.
Now that I think about it,
I like this plan.
I like this woman better.
I am going to go off the script of average and take the adventurous and unknown and embrace it with lifes arms wide open.
How about you?
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Quotes I Love
When I hit a dry well in writing or when I come across something I love, I will post it making sure it is clear that it is a quote - not written by me but enjoyed by me.
Here is one:
Believe while others are doubting.
Plan while others are playing.
Study while others are sleeping.
Decide while others are delaying.
Prepare while others are daydreaming.
Begin while others are procrastinating.
Work while others are wishing.
Save while others are wasting.
Listen while others are talking.
Smile while others are frowning.
Commend while others are criticizing.
Persist while others are quitting.
-William Arthur Ward
Now if only I could actually do all of that...
Here is one:
Believe while others are doubting.
Plan while others are playing.
Study while others are sleeping.
Decide while others are delaying.
Prepare while others are daydreaming.
Begin while others are procrastinating.
Work while others are wishing.
Save while others are wasting.
Listen while others are talking.
Smile while others are frowning.
Commend while others are criticizing.
Persist while others are quitting.
-William Arthur Ward
Now if only I could actually do all of that...
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