On my mind.

You are remembered for the rules you break.
~Douglas MacArthur
Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.
~Chuck Palahniuk
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A beautiful day.

The last many days have been grey and gloomy. Humidity, rain and some hail washed away the weekend. An incredible prairie storm rolled through late Saturday evening lighting the sky with electric white and rolling echoes of thunder such that my little one declared it "Black Thunder". I was buried deep in my studies feeling just a little less guilty thanks to the gloom.

As a break from the books, I concocted a story about a murder plot because of a moth that had invaded my bedroom. It's a story for another day but suffice it to say that I have a very real and very irrational fear of moths.

As we stepped out the door this morning the sun was on his way up shining bright in the clear blue sky. The moment my kidlet saw the dry pavement and the bright sunshine, she declared today a beautiful day. I hope both my kidlets carry the talent of finding the beauty in every day with them always.

On my mind.

Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.
~Dean Karnazes
Everything you need is already inside.
~Bill Bowerman
Running is real and relatively simple...but it ain't easy.
~Mark Will-Weber

A deeper shade of grey.

Sometimes I see things in vibrant colour. Electric teals, vibrant yellows, luscious reds resonate through to my core. Other times, colours fade and I am left with varying shades of grey. From one extreme of complete black to the other of blinding white and the realm of bizarre blends in between, I trudge forward.
This week, there is no colour.
There is tired.
There is too much.
There is a desperate need to catch up or, perhaps more correctly, to slow down.
I am off to search for the beauty to be had within this moment of grey.

On my mind.

A grand adventure is about to begin.
~Winnie the Pooh

Life is always a rich and steady time when you are waiting for something to happen or to hatch.
~E.B. White

Life is magic, the way nature works seems to be quite magical.
~Jonas Salk

Another one on the horizon.

To say life is busy sounds a bit silly because it seems that lately it always is. No sooner does one thing end another is very quick to race into its space. I look at all the things I want to do and then resolve that I need to be happy if I can get one thing done, never mind the other 300 waiting. Small steps.


This week I need to tap into to my discipline. There is an exam looming and the material is demanding attention. Seven days. I count each one very slowly. Have three months really already passed? I have courses stacked for the summer and waver on my decision to have done so. I try to focus knowing that if I put the effort in now I'll be able to breathe a bit over the summer. I also know this will be one step closer to my goal.

It's raining out and boot camp is everything the name suggests. Please tell me what I was thinking when I decided to sign up. The instructions included "dress for the weather". I suppose that means tonight I'll be getting wet.

On my mind.

Stop waiting until you finish school,
until you go back to school,
until you lose ten pounds,
until you gain ten pounds,
until you have kids,
until your kids leave the house,
until you start work,
until you retire,
until you get married,
until you get divorced,
until Friday night,
until Sunday morning,
until you get a new car or home,
until your car or home is paid off,
until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter,
until you are off welfare,
until the first or fifteenth,
until your song comes on,
until you've had a drink,
until you've sobered up,
until you die,
until you are born again
to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy...
~Author Unknown

Missing.

I scream ..... they scatter
I beg ..... they sneer

I plead ..... they laugh

I cry ..... they recess

I yearn ..... they hide

Why do words evade me

Where are the dances we used to engage

Stories weigh heavy on my heart

I can't help but feel I'm missing something

So I ask for them to please return

On my mind.

It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see.
~Henry David Thoreau
What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.
~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
We each see what we need to see.
~Rango (the movie)

In Silence.

In the misty morning light
Upon the hard packed gravel road
She walks in silence.

In the afternoon heat
With the ebb and flow of the lake lapping at her feet
She walks in silence.

In the evening hours
Through the towering pines
She walks in silence.

In the darkness of night
Under the hand-stitched patchwork quilt
She sleeps in silence.