
"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
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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
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enchantingbluebutterfly
You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit - fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name.
This is my command: Love each other.
John 15:14-17 NIV 
And here I am, posting words of inspiration. Who am I when it comes to the command of loving one another. I find to love is easiest when the other person loves in return. The feeling of warm fuzzies galore is rewards to the heart and soul. Who wouldn't love this and want a continuum. What I find hard or even sometimes painful, is to love others that don't love me. Ones that respect nothing I do. Ones I find with no common qualitlies I enjoy and like. Ones I fear, envy, or dislike, ect. What is even harder is loving others that don't love me or others I love and have hearts cold as ice. Where smiles cannot melt the ice away. Where hate, distrust, and misfortune has built walls tight and high around the soul. And empathy only is a bandaid. But I believe, these are the ones that need the love the very most to have a better world and live in peace. I don't forecast such a journey to be easy. Do you? So who will share the tasks. I ask PATIENCE.
I haven't been ignoring my journal. It does seem like it though. Last month went by in a blur and this month seems to be no different. I have been working alot of crazy hours at the hotel. So that is one reason. The other has been spending time out at the ranch with my horse sugar. Add-in sleep configurations and there you have it. The main reasons I seem to have disappeared are really just everday life happenings that take up time. But, I can reassure you...I'm still alive.
Happy Monday!
enchantingbluebutterfly
"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
~Proust.
