"In the end everything will be ok. If it's not ok, it's not the end." -anon

I like uplifting thoughts :-)

My dreams are strange these days.....rivers of paint, dreams within dreams.
It can be so confusing when you're in that state of being neither awake nor asleep.
The tricks your mind plays on you are bizarre.

yay! Happy birthday to me! Can't believe its been a whole year since I started this blog.....

The weather's been so beautiful the past couple of days. Spent an easy sunday morning in the market, then watching the rain soak the flowers on the lawn in the afternoon.
Today, brilliant sunshine catching the light on the dragonfly in my window. Warmth radiating through my skin as I stare at chenile rugs on this casual tuesday.

Life can be so satisfying in those moments of time when you're not actually thinking about anything in particular.

arrgh! Men are so annoying! All of them!

Show me something beautiful?

Weak as I am, no tears for you
Deep as I am, I'm no one's fool
Weak as I am

In this tainted soul
In this weak young heart
Am I too much for you?

Weak as I am.
Am I too much for you?

My philosophy for life?

Treat others the way you want to be treated yourself.

Potting plants in the gentle morning rain.
Calming, wet earth surrounding my senses.
Fresh, cold air through my polluted lungs.
Distant laughter of next door's children.
Earthworms burrow down beneath my fingers.
All around me, I stare at the world through droplets of rain
Slightly distorted.
Slightly happier.....

Good morning........ :-)

Alison Krauss And Gillian Welch---I'll Fly Away
Words and Music by Alfred E. Brumley

Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away;
To a home on God's celestial shore,
I'll fly away (I'll fly away).

Chorus
I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away; (in the morning)
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away (I'll fly away).

When the shadows of this life have gone,
I'll fly away;
Like a bird from prison bars has flown,
I'll fly away (I'll fly away)

Chorus

Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away;
To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away (I'll fly away)

I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away; (in the morning)
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away (I'll fly away).

The shadows encircling my eyes
cannot be dispersed by the sun.
I allow myself to drown in moonlight,
the notes playing on in the dark.
The sun gives up, letting the hail hurtle down,
softening to rain as if to say sorry.
Gusts of wind blow delicate pink petals
accross my tarmac drive.
Doting, loyal eyes watch me carefully,
her uncomprehending tail swaying in the dulled room.
The music carries on throughout,
my brain letting my heart take over my fingers.
The wind and rain fade back into the earth
letting the sun out for one more try.

It dawns on me every now and again how differently people look at and interpret the world. I stare out of bus windows and walk along streams, seeing photos and paintings...thinking of way a way to capture the beauty or disgust, be it in words or pictures.....other times being happy to just let it be, not wanting to restrain it with my paint and vocabulary.

But other people see what i see in an entirely different way, want to capture something else about it, in some other form...other people don't even see what i see at all; they don't notice the things that I do and I don't notice the things that they see.

I want to step inside someone else's mind, I want to be taken somewhere that my head wouldn't otherwise think to go. Make me think in a different way. Take me somewhere I havent been before.

Something about this always makes me smile :-)

I love reading. It allows you to temporarily escape into another world when the one your in isn't so appealing anymore.