The Most Used Image
Curtesy of Pinterest A breeze comes The trees sway Prior to the breeze All is stillness The mind is a breeze Follow it back to its source And become still ~Wu Hsin Continue reading The Most Used Image
Category: Windmills of My Mind
Irony
Be Lonely With Me
“I need somebody to be lonely with me” Continue reading Be Lonely With Me
I Loved Alone
And all I loved, I loved alone~Edgar Allen Poe Continue reading I Loved Alone
Love Me
Love me when I least deserve it, because that’s when I really need it~Sweedish proverb It has been 4 months since my wind of change blew my way. I remember that April day quite clearly, I even remember the calm. I shake my head and wonder who was my guardian that day! Continue reading Love Me
Where Are You Going?
When all things were said and done I was asked: “Where are you going?” “Somewhere, anywhere.” I said “How would you know when you got there?” “I’ll know!” ~Any road is bound to arrive somewhere if you follow it far enough~Patricia Wenthworth So now I start walking the new road. So far my head was … Continue reading Where Are You Going?
Be Yourself
~Be yourself; everyone else is already taken~Oscar Wilde Lately for me, it may seem like life exists between calamities. Something big goes wrong, and I deal with emotions and the fall out and the problems, and then there is peace for a while. Then it seems like inevitably something big and noteworthy goes wrong again. … Continue reading Be Yourself
Out of Step
~Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved~Oriah Mountain Dreamer Two days ago I was reunited by coinsidence with a relative I have not spoken to in 9 … Continue reading Out of Step
Tuesday with T.S. Eliot
Except for the point, the still point There would be no dance And there is only the dance Continue reading Tuesday with T.S. Eliot
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost~ Mountain Intervals 1920 The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And … Continue reading The Road Not Taken
Windmills of My Mind 