Moving from stillness

Is time speeding up for anyone else out there?
From my experience, the speed at which we are living is noticeably getting faster...

"Is it raining? is it snowing? is a hurricane a blowing...
the danger must be growing, because the rowers keep on rowing..."
Gene Wilder- Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

love is the key - a poem for lovers

i will write the sweetest song for you my love

moments into days into years
sometimes I feel you taking form
when you find me I will be waiting with open arms

and yet, for now
my love - a river
that flows towards the mouth of the ocean
ready to merge with whole essence
swirl into loves sweet abyss

the truth of who I am is part of you
the truth is that love and sorrow dance so close in the candlelight
you cannot tell them apart

sweet sweet honey
this is love
wind and rain still make me smile

walk along the shore with me
stay up till dawn with me
you inspire me to share my stories
my life, stacks of leatherbound journals and you untie the string
the pages fall open with ease and grace
i am open here my love

my heart aching,
singing,
dancing...

today is the only day that has ever existed

have you ever noticed that today is the only day you have ever lived? i am not quite sure how to explain what i mean but i am going to try. something in my internal world is shifting and with this shift everything else is changing. right now this feeling is subtle, but it is the peculiar recognition that time is not actually real. its like i am standing still and everything is moving around me. i described it to a friend in relating it to nintendo. when you are playing nintendo, you are watching things move on a screen but nothing is moving at all. the pixels are just lighting up in different areas and there is the illusion of movement. so it looks like mario is running, but really it is just an illusion that everything around him is changing. he is alsways in the same place on the screen. so it's kind of like that i some way. it's also that there is a growing sense of how nothing is actually real, not just that time isn't real. the attachments to outcomes and people are decreasing. right now that comes across as sort of detached in a dispondent way maybe, but that is because there is so much growing i need to do in the area of compassion. but to my surprise, the compassion is growing.

synchronicity and rambles

This is my first blog since 2010. so happy new year. since the solstice the theme of synchronicity has been glaring me in the face, in an up-close and personal way. so much that I can't not write about it in a public forum.

what role does synchronicity play in my life? why am i experiencing more of what I perceive to be synchronistic events lately than I have in a long time? is it because I am placing more attention on when it is happening or am I placing more attention on it because things are happening that are asking for me to pay more attention to them? and how they are related? it feels kind of like a chicken and egg discussion but with a bizarre little twist. everything comes back to trust. i'll explain that later.

101 ways to love

how do we forget to love? I remember when I was a child the way I loved. so sweetly and like there was nothing else to do.
i loved my pink dress with white hearts on it.
i loved my red slipper earrings.

i loved little things. miniatures. i still have them. bunnies, figurines, all porcelain figures, glued to a narrow shelving unit.