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Imbolc
In the frozen white and gray,
Brigid, bring your bright spark that one day
soon enough to keep the hidden flames alight,
but within the balance of slow night
to morning, we can dance the paths of dreaming
brought to life in streaming
swirls of ice melting fiercely in the warmer sun,
what could be, at last begun. -
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When I die, will you cover me in song ( Read more... ) -
Cool dream
Last night I dreamt that I went way way under, way down deep like a scuba diver with the water pressure closing in, but underneath was another layer of earth and water that looked just like sky and felt just as airy and light. It was a flat prairie like vista. And although it was difficult to reemerge, because I couldn't simply swim up (too far ( Read more... ) -
PS
Thanks friends. -
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Waking up from this cold slowly I am realizing that my life is pretty great. -
A song about forests and prairies
(written on the plan back from Ottawa on Wed ( Read more... ) -
happy
Apologies to my friends whose journals I haven't read in ages. We were without our computer for a few weeks, and the speed of life is also a factor ( Read more... ) -
It's in the news now so I guess I can talk about it
Taralyn Poorman was a sweet and lovely girl. I miss her and don't quite believe she's gone. -
Something I wrote this morning (not edited)
With the blazing sky
Here I learn to cry
More than desperation
Joy and complication
Love on the horizon
I sit and keep my eyes on
Colours streaming through the streets
Peeking round the buildings
Ice reflecting under feet
My chin against the sill brings
Colder nose and warmer heart
Quiet in the daybreak
Laughing more than standing still
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Grace in Small Things 51 of 365
1. knowing what job I am going back to
2. going back to a job I already know
3. keeping seniority at the organization
4. getting to be there for the programming meeting (which determines what we do all summer)
5. possibly getting more sleep this way