Just hold your breath.
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you……Over again.
Don't make me change my mind
Lest I never be the same again.
Oh How I wish things weren’t so.
How I wish I were stronger.
And that incessant voice in my head which keeps telling me, I told you so!
Would just shut up for a while.
What’s wrong with me? I don’t know. I wouldn’t know.
Just hold your breath tonight. And now breathe in so deep.
So you breathe me in.
And keep me in forever.
And ever.......
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
The Happening
We were meant to live for so much more, Have we lost ourselves?
I keep asking myself this question. Especially today, in such trying times. My life is truly HAPPENING now J In all the true sense of the word, it is in such a turmoil. I have never had such a busy morning. I’m earning every breath I take in. I’m running hard to stay in one place. I’m drowning and yet, never felt so free.
You know what, you truly need a crisis to shake up your life to truly find your worth. You weight in gold. It is such an amazing feeling. To step back. Disassociate. And then let go and fall free. Am discovering myself. On a journey of self-exploration. I am connecting. To long lost friends. To important future contacts. I am bridging gaps I never knew existed in my life. I am feeling good about this journey.
I just realized I truly am a crisis-junkie. I act. I actually think. My hands are forced, and yet I enjoy this fire-fighting attitude. I get off on crisis. Bring it on, Life.
I’ve never been so underprepared and yet so yearning. Straining at the leash. Struggling and yet at peace with that inner self. Is this the beginning?
I have so many rainbows forming inside my head, and the colors starting to dazzle me blind. I have so many clouds to trip through, all white and fluffy and yet got no time to tarry and be stuck. Gawd! I think I’m well on my way to be the world’s indigenous crisis-guru.
A hard right-jab, duck, follow with a deft left-hook. Feign, swerve and then come heavily crashing down with a double-handed hammerswing! Ah Glory Sweet Man in Heaven, you cannot beat me down today! This is the time…..time of my life!
I keep asking myself this question. Especially today, in such trying times. My life is truly HAPPENING now J In all the true sense of the word, it is in such a turmoil. I have never had such a busy morning. I’m earning every breath I take in. I’m running hard to stay in one place. I’m drowning and yet, never felt so free.
You know what, you truly need a crisis to shake up your life to truly find your worth. You weight in gold. It is such an amazing feeling. To step back. Disassociate. And then let go and fall free. Am discovering myself. On a journey of self-exploration. I am connecting. To long lost friends. To important future contacts. I am bridging gaps I never knew existed in my life. I am feeling good about this journey.
I just realized I truly am a crisis-junkie. I act. I actually think. My hands are forced, and yet I enjoy this fire-fighting attitude. I get off on crisis. Bring it on, Life.
I’ve never been so underprepared and yet so yearning. Straining at the leash. Struggling and yet at peace with that inner self. Is this the beginning?
I have so many rainbows forming inside my head, and the colors starting to dazzle me blind. I have so many clouds to trip through, all white and fluffy and yet got no time to tarry and be stuck. Gawd! I think I’m well on my way to be the world’s indigenous crisis-guru.
A hard right-jab, duck, follow with a deft left-hook. Feign, swerve and then come heavily crashing down with a double-handed hammerswing! Ah Glory Sweet Man in Heaven, you cannot beat me down today! This is the time…..time of my life!
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