A blackboard in Mazagram Cafe, Dunedin
People sign up for a 2 week slot to put their art on the board.
This is a poem I wrote when I was in Seattle the summer of 2006.
1.16.2007
Autumn 2006
A blackboard in Mazagram Cafe, Dunedin
People sign up for a 2 week slot to put their art on the board.
This is a poem I wrote when I was in Seattle the summer of 2006.
1.06.2007
15 May, 2005
Returning home from New Zealand
It is what it is
I don't question this
or doubt it
or wonder how
Today
Now and nothing else
Expand your world and free your mind
To laugh is to listen and hold the truth within
Why not?
Why yes.
The answer evades me each time I go in
my mind
my head
my society
Evasion
So don't
Just do
Today.
Smile and the world smiles back
Appreciate
and the chair feels more comforting
and love feels like warmth
It is.
I know
I've felt it and I have not
and this is how I know.
It's what we see in our eyes
and hear in our souls
that answers the questions left unsaid.
It is what it is
I don't question this
or doubt it
or wonder how
Today
Now and nothing else
Expand your world and free your mind
To laugh is to listen and hold the truth within
Why not?
Why yes.
The answer evades me each time I go in
my mind
my head
my society
Evasion
So don't
Just do
Today.
Smile and the world smiles back
Appreciate
and the chair feels more comforting
and love feels like warmth
It is.
I know
I've felt it and I have not
and this is how I know.
It's what we see in our eyes
and hear in our souls
that answers the questions left unsaid.
1.05.2007
1.04.2007
23 Feb, 2004
The beginnings of my journal in which I ask the question-"what does freedom mean to you?"
(I still have everyone's answers....someday something will come)
*Freedom is driving my car with the music blaring, singing at the top of my lungs, off key and not really knowing the words, through an open landscape with mountains on the horizon and the sun setting behind me so the sky above, ahead is welcoming me with its beautiful change encouraging me to do the same. Accept the dying day and welcome the setting sun.
*Freedom is going to bed at 7pm because it's dark and I want to.
*Freedom is rising out of bed in the morning with the natural rhythm of a new day, drinking a hot mug of tea cupped in both my hands as I sit and stare and anything and everything.
*Freedom is going where I want to go when I want to go there.
*Freedom is saying I love you and not worrying what comes next.
*Freedom can be a paycheck and the irony that comes with each direct deposit.
*Freedom is the pen in my hand and the journal on my lap as I write whatever words flow from heart to mind to pen to paper to eyes.
(I still have everyone's answers....someday something will come)
*Freedom is driving my car with the music blaring, singing at the top of my lungs, off key and not really knowing the words, through an open landscape with mountains on the horizon and the sun setting behind me so the sky above, ahead is welcoming me with its beautiful change encouraging me to do the same. Accept the dying day and welcome the setting sun.
*Freedom is going to bed at 7pm because it's dark and I want to.
*Freedom is rising out of bed in the morning with the natural rhythm of a new day, drinking a hot mug of tea cupped in both my hands as I sit and stare and anything and everything.
*Freedom is going where I want to go when I want to go there.
*Freedom is saying I love you and not worrying what comes next.
*Freedom can be a paycheck and the irony that comes with each direct deposit.
*Freedom is the pen in my hand and the journal on my lap as I write whatever words flow from heart to mind to pen to paper to eyes.
28 October, 2004
After a day of climbing in Joshua Tree with Pig n Pete.. walking home through the quiet soon to be dark desert, thinking...
Learn to let go
Let go to learn
Often to get what we want we must first give up what we think we need.
Learn to let go
Let go to learn
Often to get what we want we must first give up what we think we need.
12.29.2006
I Like Tyler Because She is My Friend
I like Tyler because she is my friend that I've known as long, just about, as I've known myself.
I like that.
I like that we can go years without talking and pick up where we left off with a giggle and understanding that doesn't need to be explained.
I like that our words don't need meaning and our smiles don't require explanations or ask for acceptance.
I like Tyler because we lead different lives, wear different clothes and brush or not brush our hair in different styles.
I like Tyler because she ate the burnt sandwich and took the pictures of me and still would, but I wouldn't ask her to.
I like Tyler because my selfishness is laughed at instead of questioned.
I like Tyler because together our laughter keeps the skeletons out of the closet.
I like Tyler because I used to be taller than her and even though she's taller now she never makes me feel short.
I like Tyler because she is my friend.
I like that.
I like that we can go years without talking and pick up where we left off with a giggle and understanding that doesn't need to be explained.
I like that our words don't need meaning and our smiles don't require explanations or ask for acceptance.
I like Tyler because we lead different lives, wear different clothes and brush or not brush our hair in different styles.
I like Tyler because she ate the burnt sandwich and took the pictures of me and still would, but I wouldn't ask her to.
I like Tyler because my selfishness is laughed at instead of questioned.
I like Tyler because together our laughter keeps the skeletons out of the closet.
I like Tyler because I used to be taller than her and even though she's taller now she never makes me feel short.
I like Tyler because she is my friend.
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