🎶Who's to say... What's impossible, Well they forgot... This world keeps spinning;🎶
🎶And with each new day
I can feel a change in everything
And as the surface breaks reflections fade
But in some ways they remain the same
And as my mind begins to spread its wings
There's no stopping curiosity🎶
I was visiting with susandaddy last night, getting the opportunity to have one of those deeper discussions I like, and we got to talking about the mindset of people who manipulate, the dysfunctional souls that abuse and show narcissistic behaviors and whether or not they might know what they're doing. I am still uncertain, but maybe. I know that my biological mother - that Bobblehead - and my ex-wife - the Silent Whisper - both exhibit every single one of these behaviors that I was reading about this morning when doing a bit of research. Whether or not they understand they do it or not, I don't know, they both mentioned their own parents did such things to them.
🎶I want to turn the whole thing upside down
I'll find the things they say just can't be found
I'll share this love I find with everyone
We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs
I don't want this feeling to go away🎶
In any case, talking with her, and getting onto different subjects instead of that dark and depressive shit, really helped me feel like the discussion or situation that I'm currently in - as I am still stuck living with the Bobblehead again until something can finally come through for me on the job front - made me feel like there was something bright on the horizon still. She helped me laugh, gave me other things to think about, and before the evening coffee kicked in to make me drowsy, I was feeling like I had managed to share in one of those beautiful, wonderful moments where my brain had been stimulated and my soul eased like when that sweet Damselfly, Dana, would talk with me too. And like Dana, seeing such a sweet, gentle smile (even if it's only in photos) with bright eyes had me feeling like the presence of A.J. was also with me. sylviadevin is right, as I consider and analyze it, and I do have a particular style/look of lady that holds appeal to me.
🎶Who's to say
I can't do everything
Well I can try
And as I roll along I begin to find
Things aren't always just what they seem🎶
Rahni had inadvertently figured it out when we were little kids, green eyes, with hair that's got a deep blonde tint in some way - whether dyed or through pure sunlight filtering through the strands to bring out the gold - is what does it. Was that from the little angel girl that would appear on rare occasion to help me when I was just a toddler, was it a relation that saved or protected me before my first memory, or perhaps a nurse? I can't say. What I do know is that Ms. Daddy is the most genuine soul I've known (aside from Soul Mom and Rahni) since high school days when I got to know the Chrysanthemum Firework and Golden Angel, and over time both of those two have closed up, withered and found ways to mask themselves with only superficial aspects of their beautifully rich and vibrant personalities. My friend Steven's younger sister who helped me increase my capabilities of speaking Spanish back in those junior high and high school days was much like that, too, except when we were taking the classes and sharing time retaining that language and her sharing that part of her heritage. Funny enough, she also had beautiful green eyes, a smile like sunshine, but very dark hair; and I found her as sweet and demure but also resiliently strong in spirit and absolutely beautiful as I do Aranya... as I do the Angel, Firework, and also Ms. Daddy.
🎶This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste
Well it all keeps spinning round and round and
Upside down
Who's to say what's impossible and can't be found
I don't want this feeling to go away🎶
That little physical manifestation of Dana that rode in my shirt pocket on the chill weekend morning, until I could get it to Dave's greenhouse, was more than just a passenger or one of the Divine's creatures that needed my assistance to survive, it was a messenger, a way for Dana to finally say "Until you are on this side of the veil, dear one, Farewell, I leave you in the hands of those who can minister to you and offer you those incredible, beautiful moments your mind and spirit need that I am no longer able to share with you." And to me, that's one of the most gentle and loving ways to say "Let Go and Let God" that I've ever known. I am SO thankful this morning! I didn't even wait to get breakfast or get showered and dressed. When I woke up, I felt so well rested I went out with a little bit of the sacred tobacco (just a pinch) and rather than burn it I buried it next to the small puddle that had ice rimmed around the edge of it where I could see a few egg-larva of what looked like it might be dragonfly nymphs this coming spring, and I did a dance while singing a soft tune to the skies, nature, the spirits who have passed and those who touch my life in this moment I am living. Thank you, dear souls, it is because of you that I can move onward, forward, lovingly; you make life beautiful and worth living, and I am blessed to have you in mine.
🎶Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Please don't go away
Is this how it's supposed to be
Is this how it's supposed to be?🎶