something...

just a note (yes, at about one in the morning) to tell you where I'm at. My head is a swirly whirl of kind, caring gentleness and a little dust. Ghosts of christmass past dancing with the girl who's always in there. Everywhere. Lot's of Bonnie 'Prince' Billy in there these days... and nights. Right now, in fact, on in the background..."may it always be" Don't know if it's his crackly words that resonate so much as the longing in his voice. Tonight I'll fall asleep with love and profound peace in my heart. That much I know. Wishing you the same...

In my life...

There are places I'll remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends, I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I'll love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I'll love you more 


-John Lennon

Free to change... and grateful!

So, as you can see by the date of that last post, this project has been just a bit of a roadblock. I love, love, love the relationships of this life of mine, and while I do feel that describing them, these people, is really what my heart is about, it isn't making me type. I need to type. The type that needs to type. So, without further ado... WoooHOOO... I'm typing, and it feels so good. I am grateful for brainstorms and ideas that hit so hard you have to get up out of bed at night to write them down before they leave you. Muses that are so seductive you are helpless against their song. Also, though, I am grateful that you can just stop when it isn't working anymore, do something different with equal fervor. I am officially in love with this life. A huge part of it, for me, is about making lists of everyone I care about, even lists of everyone I've ever known (have you ever tried to do this?), and thinking of all of them often and deeply. And while I'll still, once in a while, dedicate a day, a page, a post, to one or some of them, I will also, sometimes, to save my soul, just type.