I need to take a few steps back.

I need to focus on those things that are within my ability to change.

I cannot expect, nor can I convince other people to agree with my perspective.

I can either take or leavepeople as they are.

Just as people take or leave me.

A lot of things are within my realm of influence.

Dinner with a friend.
Breaking bread.
Downing lemonade.
Taste.
Live.
Love.
Laugh.

Splendid.

Fond memories leap into the lens of my mind's eye.
A creeping fondness swells, barely concealed beneath the surface
Skimming the pool of my heartsongs.
The cello cries her mournful notes

A yearning for that which is not gone

Remember.

My back yard, my house for that matter, is a pretty good gauge of my state of being.
The yard is full of art and treasures. All hold fond memories and I enjoy them. Yet they are tossed about not unlike rubbish.
I feel like this inside. I have a lot of good ideas, but they are in the trash can right now.
Spring cleaning is needed.
Indeed.

I have made some great strides the past three years ( Read more... )

People seal their own fates.
If one has patience.
They can sit back and watch others enjoy the fruits of their efforts.

Indeed.

Intensity ( Read more... )

The point of a journey is not to arrive ( Read more... )

Halloween Party Number 10
This is the first Halloween away from the old house.
Two bathrooms will come in handy.
We will turn the three backrooms into a haunted house.
Tricks and treats.
I smell chili !!!!!!!!!!!

I think.

Yesterday is a pretty picture
Painted with my mind's eye.
A smidge of reality, tinged much by nostalgia
This painting is better viewed from a distance.
I dare not ponder too much.
I would not want my focus on yesteryear
To spoil the gallery of today.