Catchy like a Cold

Heard this song last week on the radio, first time in a long time, and have had it stuck in my head ever since. *Sigh* Paul Simon, I love your buttery-smooth ways...



Muppet's Remake ;)

Time to Grow

A seed is planted,

Makes it's comfortable Home

deep in the soft, rich Earth-

Sunshine, water, time....

Delicate roots begin to Sprout,

making their presence known throughout-

Sunshine, water, time....

A vivid-green, whispy tip 

pokes it head through the ground;

reaching, higher, and higher

growing Vibrantly& Vivaciously-

Sunshine, water, time....

Leaves unfurl, one-by-one,

twisting & turning

Reaching to the Light

Vivid-greens changing to Lush emeralds-

Sunshine, water, time....

Blooms form, taking hold of the once wispy-tips,

Round and full of Life

they begin to open

Unleashing Beauty & fragrance on all that surrounds.

The wait was worth it,

The journey successful-

Sunshine, water, time....

Sorry to burst your bubble...

... but slapping on a fake smile & perky tone of voice does not hide

or change the fact that you are OH-so-very RUDE!!!

It's high time to jump on down off that tall horse of yours.

Nostalgic Tunes

Between the ages of 14-16, I was literally obsessed with the 1979 movie musical "Hair". I'd watch it in the morning and again before I went to bed; dancing & singing throughout.

I woke up this morning with the songs of "Hair" playing in my mind, time for a trip through the looking glass?......

Peace

Belfast Cemetery, Northern Ireland (Krystian Kozerawski Photoblog)

I used to be afraid of cemeteries... I used to hold my breath whenever one came into sight because I was scared the spirits would come into my body if I took a breath in- Fact was, I had never even stepped foot in a cemetery... that is until my Grandma Perry passed in 2006.

Ever since then, I've found cemeteries fascinating... evoking an eerie kind of peaceful feeling. The rows upon rows of stones, standing through the years; representing a Life, a person, that's come and gone on this Earth. The older the cemetery, the more my mind wanders... What path did that person travel in their Life? What did they do for work? Did they walk these same streets that I am now over 100 years ago? Were they happy or was their Life full of hardships?

I took a slow walk through "Windsor Grove Cemetery" this evening, stopping to pay respects to those who have long passed and who are very likely now forgotten. The burial grounds were grouped by family and the area that I walked primarily housed those born in the mid to late 1800's... there was even one family that was born in the 1830's! I stopped at one family plot and read the faded names and dates of a row of simple, square stone slabs that lay flat in the Earth. Almost all of them were babies... Born 1895, Died 1895; Born 1891, Died 1891; Born 1888, Died 1888... it wrenched my Heart to think of poor babies laying there all of these years; but in the same breath, I felt a sense of relief because they were a Family, and they were/are together in eternity, all the little babies surrounding the larger shared tombstone of their Mother & Father.

I'm still unsure as to where I stand on my beliefs of the after-Life, but I do believe that each and every one of us holds a unique spirit- What happens to that spirit once we pass, who knows? Perhaps our spirit is reincarnated into a new Life form, perhaps we go to Heaven and eternal bliss, perhaps we wander the World forever stuck in time, or perhaps we just disappear...

Wherever it may be that we find ourselves once our time has come, I believe it is Peaceful- The families that I had the priviledge to visit today have been resting for well over a century. The ground has shifted and their tombstones are faded and cracked, but, they have eachother-

I only hope that the Loved ones & friends who have passed over the years have found their Peace, wherever they may be.

Rest In Peace Grandma Perry, Great-Grandma Ida, Grandma Colleen, Nando, Teddy, Moez, Josh and baby Scott. <3

I Travel in the Nights...

Ko Phi Phi Islands, Krabi Province, Thailand

... I dreamt last night- I dreamt that I was in a nameless Asian country, with street signs and conversations in a language I couldn't understand. Bustles of people navigating through busy city streets, living their Lives as they typically would. Bank, bus, food, destinations in Mind.

I dreamt of a beautiful, sparkling blue ocean, with sailboats leaving port for the open Sea and an emerald-green Island not far off in the distance.

I travel in many of my dreams; I've been around the World over the course of many slumbering Nights. Seen architecture and people and ways of Life different from my own... Perhaps it's all fictitious, perhaps there's some reality to it... All I know is that I travel- And I Love it.

173 days until it's real-