I’ve replaced my blog header with a custom one made from this image. It is the view you see at the sacred arts camp, if you head out the main gate and cross the track to the field on the other side. This was a perfect sunset, roaring and lilting in its beauty. I love …
Monthly Archives: September 2009
Is it just me or… is there a feeling of dread around here?
Seriously. Is it just me? Others I know personally seem to be having a similar time, but I don’t know… It’s hard to tell sometimes. I’m not talking about when you wake up in the middle of the night and your mind wanders uneasily. When you feel alone in the darkness, like the only person …
Continuity
*waves to Rob and anyone else who has followed me over from my domain* I decided to shift the blog here from lostinthought.net because I wanted to have a more up to date version of WP. Then after I did the redirect, my info and everything associated with the old blog disappeared! Blah. That okay …
Baby, don't you try to find me, baby it will be alright
The early morning is my time. The few minutes before my one year old tumbling bundle of energy launches (metaphorically speaking, for now) out of his cot and into the day. I treasure this time to reflect, to prepare to the day, to think about my dreams. It’s better than being flung straight into the …
The telephone is a wonderful invention…
And so is communication, in the more general sense of the word. The kind of communication that lets two friends talk to each other without hanging up (yep, done that in our time) yelling (sorta) trading insults (perhaps once) and making the other person work really really hard to work out what the hell is …
Right, I’m blogging again
I don’t know why. I thnk I have rather fallen out of the habit of keeping a paper diary since the advent of the internet. They have their place, and I recently bought a couple of beautiful sky blue Moleskine Volant notebooks. But… They don’t get written in much. I think I find writing frustrating …
Check your Voicemail! Check it, check it dammit, blahhh
Is what I would like to say to a certain person. Hmmph. I hate it when you crave closeness, crave it like nothing else, and the person is unwilling or unable or unaware… It’s so painful. I’ve lot count of the number of times I have blogged about, written to, this friend, my dearest friend. …