Thursday, May 29, 2014
We were both naked but I was clothed.
My first small attempt to do a nude w brush only. My boy posed for a pic and ....it's crude, but I like it. Moreover. I liked the afternoon. The exchange. The connection.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
The truth
The pain is relentless today. When I opened my eyes at 6:02 it was there. 6 hours later it's still there. I feel defeated on days like this. When it has me. Hurting me and there is nothin I can do. I hold on. Ride it out and remember I can take a pain pill at 8 pm if I need to. . I wish I could show you how it feels to be alone and afraid . And physically being eaten from the inside.
Tell me you love me now.
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Blast off
Trying to pull all the magic of the universe my way.
I want to be happy everyday. I want to feel richly grateful for the simplest things. I want each of is to have the happiness we deserve.
Possible!
Sunday, May 4, 2014
theres this owl
i love living in clayton, so close to the mountain. hearing the bugs and critters. i am a huge stoner (now legal) so i am outside day and night smoking, watching and listening and skygazing. the full moon still makes me feel like a restless teen, hungry to stir up the wicked. purrr
ive noticed some of the same animals over the last... almost 4 years. the same mockingbird who goes through his entire repertoire daily or the blue jay living in the orange tree outside my bedroom door.
so theres this owl... actually 2. ive always heard his hoos and screeches. 2 years ago i began seeing him regularly after he flew over my head and into an old white oak tree. or i began paying attention.
the other owl is down mitchell canyon by the mountain. i see him fly whenever i drive down there. he always lands on telephone poles. as i approach he flys onto the next pole. apparently they like to sleep on top of them. wild.
i guess i never took the time to notice before, that all those same birds, same raccoon and possum that come through every night... were the same ones returning.
how self centered humans are. indeed.
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