"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
~by Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Poetry is a very subjective and intimate expression. It's literally your heartbeat. Your rhythm. The song of your soul. It's superconcentrated. It's a dense piece of yourself.
~by Val Kilmer
Just thought I would stop in and post a quote on a Monday that has us ignited in faith by a spark of love from above. Thankyou Heavenly Father for hearing our prayers and blessing us today. Your love shines down in mercy, lighting our path for our lives to follow, and we are forever grateful.
"Without inspiration the best powers of the mind remain dormant. There is a fuel in us which needs to be ignited with sparks."
Johann Gottfried Von Herder
I think it's goona rain 
it's been awhile, thought i would run away from the energy over on myspace pages and friends for a bit and come to this little quiet side of the internet universe. i need to unboggle my mind, redefine who i am as time closes the door in one chapter of my life and starts moving in another direction. back to my roots and find within me the passion i hold close. i know the doors of perception are just waiting for me to open them. time...time seems to be standing so still. it is my drug. and i need my dose of lethargy. i find much has not changed online only bells and whistles...i am still left with a key pad and my own thoughts to express. if only loopholes allowed for this restlessness of a hopeless romantic within me to vanish. i spew and spit words out. and a few years later look at them like dust balls in a corner. prehaps others don't but an artist elusive has a cage called flesh of limitations. i am here for these few moments...scaling back on memories, and hopes after being caught in a delusional net of self wishes. what awaits but sweet wine for me at the table, and smiles of the past. kiss me twice, nice and fast. i notice it in me and i notice the void in folks that you would never guess, some bare it openly others defey with a illusional wall of tricks covering it in masquarade fan fare. the human will to be more than just human with perfect love. blank stares...tell their stories and boasting reflects their fears of us knowing. the need to be home smoothers my thoughts, home...a place of peace. where can go here, by the river to listen what the rippling current has to say in many voices from goodness to dismay. Or shall my heart soar with the desert hawks, and perch steadfast on the highest point with an overview of all. where nothing else is taller but bold painted mountains. I can only stare and see patterns of earth turn into still images of Indians in solid rock from the past. if only they could speak and what messages for me would they convey. If i am a seeking, preoccupied am i...but let my faith not perish so silently and have compassion from God on high. and be blessed with happiness, warmth peace the untarished find. And be not a searcher left behind.
enchantingbluebutterfly 
Well almost.
The turkey goes in the oven later this morning then we are going to celebrate Thanksgiving. My stomach is growling already. And at the moment, I'm chatting with another writer friend and artist. So here's alittle sumptin to ponder by me....
~The Note She Wrote~
The fullness comes in smooth with soft tender curves
Rising, like a round luminious moon over the mountain
No screams, just mellow exchange
Where shallow folklore can never go
O'vr a pool of shy kindness
Wishing for incense burning innocence to last
In such a particular fickle world
And I wonder who will tickle my conscious
Rambling on and on as we go yonder
O'vr and again into another day
But let us at least have what I ask
On a short and sweet note that is folded
And seen by only eyes that know me
P.S. May your Holiday be filled with peace and many blessings.
It's already Nov. and time has been flying. The past summer brought so much rain, parts of this small city flooded. Things have dried up since then, but now the weather has turned more fall like. It's actually been perfect to go horseback riding though with a cool breeze blowing on and off. I had a harvest BBQ potluck this past Sunday celebrating Halloween that went off without a hitch. We cut pumpkins up and used them for decorations with other gourds. Twenty plus people showed up and the food was awesome. We have been eating the leftovers all week and I feel like I have gained a few extra pounds. I prolly have, but haven't weighed myself to find out. With Thanksgiving around the corner, ah why should I?
enchantingbluebutterfly
It's been a highly busy month again with plenty of rain and more rain.
I found some time to checked out my horscope and this is what it said
Last week I past a billboard while driving down whitesands blvd. and it said...
"God wants spiritual fruit,
not religious nuts."
It’s been a trying couple of weeks. Maybe withdrawals from going on a short vacation and then heading straight back to work. There is more to add, like a few inconsiderate moments at home also. Stir that up and it doesn’t add up to living in bliss. So where do I go? Naturally read my horoscope and see what it says.
Quickie:
The best way to deal with the drama you've been dealing with is to just let it go.
Overview:
It's time to get some healing done for your psyche and your body. The two are more closely related than you would think. Find ways to address your physical needs through spiritual means.
My point of view:
I say plan for another vacation soon .
enchantingbluebutterfly
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