I missed these walls, this journal. Hard to explain. So glad I could slip in for a moment and feel it again. Thank you everyone who left a kind word. You're all treasures. Be kind to yourselves and each other. I'm going to slip back to the places calling out to me and leave these walls for those who need them more than I do.
May you be well
May you be happy
May you feel peace
"The second arrow is optional."
Altar to Alter
She slips into a sacristy
Between here and there
And you and I
Where sadness is sacrificed
Sanitized and shelved
Within a borrowed monstrance
For all and none
Or perhaps polite company
Whispering words to mollify
Her cry of "Atah Adonai!"
Nightmare. Second time this week. I struggled with them since I was a kid, but I haven't had them in years. Not interested in this being a thing again. Having a cup of tea and clearing my mind with 417 hz Solfeggio track. Focusing on my breathing.
Why is it that the feeling of a dream, the physical damp-sweater- strangling fear that lingers, is indescribable?Explaining a nightmare just makes it sound so dumb. It can't be contained in words. That's how it protects itself.
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that's how it forms itself.
I had to look up Solfeggio. My mind went somewhere totally other with that sound... do you remember Mørkets Fyrste? That Windir cover I pulled out of nothing but a hint of memory? I'm pretty sure "solfeggio" is italian, but something about it phonically tripped that Sognamål sense from me.
I'm not sure I ever gave you Windir, in their non-lossful way. That album with the covers was a funeral rite.
I'm not sure you'd like it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIy3lA1sJiA
I'll definitely give it a listen. Thank you.
Snipping threads each night
To reinforce the fray
Three untwisting strands of light
Shall guide my heart away
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:) so simple but speaks volumes.
You're a darling. Thank you.
Good morning, Morning. Look out, here I come!
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There are days when I feel like this....and then there are days when not even a tanker truckload of coffee could perk me up and make me want to drag myself out of bed. *sheepish*
I understand completely. I think it was a challenge to the morning that I was armed and ready. Thanks for your words. If I have to bet on us or the morning, I pick us!
You're a treasure.
Yin yoga today with healing sound. Yes, come to me Tibetan sound bowl and rain drums. I'm so ready. Even a little throat singing... let's go!
My one good eye,
Like Pantheon's Oculus,
Draws heaven down
To bathe in light
The ruin of my temple walls.
This lake is my old friend.
Once on her Southern shore
I held my mother's hand
And scattered bits of bread
To feed the yellow ducklings.
And on this far shore,
Her wanton wiles
Bathe my bruises,
Bared today, old friend,
One good eye awake. Enough. Amen.
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:)
Haven't seen the old school smile in a minute. Makes me think you're giving side-eye
Love this
And I love you. Thank you, sweet friend
Beautiful stillness to this morning after rain. Geese in the distance and rustling in the bushes. The day smells green and promising.
Be in the moment: "Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves"
Remember when breathing was reflex
And the heart knew its own beat?
A lungful of air
Sweet cool air
So close
I can see you breathing
So I must be doing it wrong.
Maybe it's overrated
Maybe it's time to sleep.
Remind me to breathe tomorrow
When your residual love
Fills less of my morning sky.
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I'm not really speechless if I can say that I'm speechless, but reading this provides a feeling not unlike being speechless.
You say the best things.
Wow
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Vampirewitch39
18:07 Nov 13 2024
:( stay in touch please
birra
21:36 Nov 13 2024
Well, and peace are important.
Happiness is but a moment.