nightmare

I could not breath.  I had been running for what seemed like hours, too afraid to stop.  I looked back, the shadow was still there.  Moving thru the trees and bushes like the were just illusions.  With each step it became even more solid.  Soon it would have no problem keeping it’s grip on me once it caught up.  My legs burned with pain, my lungs hot.  Sweat poured down my face stinging my eyes.  It was a small pain I had no time to worry over. 

            The fear mounted.  I knew it was only a matter of time until my body gave out.  I could not keep going forever.  And the shadow would never stop.  I was in a perverse game of cat and mouse, and the cat had no mortal reservations.  It’s only purpose was to capture.  It would not stop until it’s goal was realized. 

            I noticed the mist covering the ground become more dense as I ran farther into the forest.  “I’ve got to find some place to hide,”  I told myself.  But where?  Was there any place sacred?  Anywhere the shadow would not dare not follow?  And screaming was of no use.  I had long since lost my voice.  Even if I could scream, would anyone come to help?  Would anyone care? 

            

….to be continued….           

freedom rain

  Wiping tears from her eyes she drove the old car down the street.  Where she was going she didn’t know, nor did she care.  All that mattered was she was leaving her past behind.  She was leaving the heartache and the frustration forever.  Never again would se be bound by a life that wasn’t hers.  From this moment forward she would live life for her.
            As she looked out the window drops of rain began to fall, like the weather was mimicking her.  Not knowing where the idea came from, she stopped the car next to an open field.  Taking in the sea of wild flowers spread out before her she stepped from the car.  The rain, now coming down harder began to wash over her, weighing down her curls.  In what seemed like seconds she was completely drenched.  She put her keys in the pocket of her worn jeans and pulled off her jacket.  Dropping the useless jacket, she walked farther into the field and realized that this was something she had never done before.  It felt wonderful! 
            She closed her eyes as she halted in the middle of the flowers, and like so many scenes from the movies she adored, she lifted her face to the sky.  She spread her arms and let the rain have it’s way with her.  Before she knew it she was spinning in slow circles and smiling like she had not smiled in years.  It was this very moment that the tears came back.  Yet they were different.  This time the tears did not come from sorrow or anger, but from relief.  She was finally free…

War for the Oaks

I read constantly.  I have to have a book with me at all times.  I enjoy so many different genres that it is hard to tell what book I may have at any given time.  Just like my taste in music, my taste for words is vast. 

One of my favorite books of all time is War for the Oaks by Emma Bull.  It is a fascinating story about a rock musician who gets tangled up in a war of faeries.  It is a struggle between good and evil which leads the main character, Eddi, to find love. 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_for_the_Oaks

I highly recommend this book for anyone who has a vivid imagination and enjoys the supernatural and fantasy.

Simple plea…

An empty promise

A spark gone wrong

I thought with you

My heart would belong.

 

A bond once strong

Now lies in wait

To know an ending

Brought by fate.

 

I suffer alone

Though you’re so near

I scream aloud

Yet you don’t hear.

 

A simple plea

Is all I make

For you to try

Else it be too late.

….in dreams….

I found this picture and absolutely love it. I would much rather be happy inside a dream than unhappy outside.

Moulin Rouge!

I love the movie Moulin Rouge!  The story is told so beautifully.  I have watched it so many times I can pretty much recite the whole thing.  The music used in such a way excites my entire body and soul.  I think it touches me more than most because of my love of music and my ideals when true love is concerned. 

 I believe love can be found anywhere and when you least expect it.  When you feel the connection with another person you should embrace it.  Let it bloom like a flower and nurture it as if it may break at any moment.  Allow your heart to open up completely, give everything to the person you love.  You cannot be afraid of what others will say or the possibility of failure or you will miss the chance to have something so real, so true.  Something few people every have the good fortune to find. 

 I believe when you find that special person you will know instantly.  Not only will your bodies meet, but your words and your souls.  They will wrap around you like a cocoon, shielding you from outside harm.  The bond will be so strong that nothing will break you apart.  Never again will you need to hide a single aspect of your being as you will become one.  You will finally have someone who’s heart beats with yours, who walks next to you and knows you are beautiful through out. 

Phenomenal Woman

I love women…in more than a sexual way.  There is something about a beautiful and confident woman that amazes me.  I strive to be the exact type of woman I admire.  I came across this poem a while ago and it fits so much of how I feel.    

 

PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them
They think I’m telling lies.
I say
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It’s the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say
It’s in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It’s in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That’s me.

Soulmates

unspoken love

She walked along a path thru the trees, taking in the natural beauty.  Her bare feet warmed by the heat of the earth.  The gentle breeze blew thru her long hair as if to say hello.  Like so many times before she finds herself by the stream.  Alone, she sits on the bank with her feet in the water.  The rhythm of the cool water calms her to the core.  Suddenly she hears foot steps coming closer.  Somehow she knows who it is before she sees his face.  Deep inside her there is an awakening like never before.  As she turns her head she feels a soft touch move thru her hair.  No words are spoken as he sits next to her, taking her hand in his.  She wraps her arms around him and together they slowly lay on the ground.  Their lips meet with a tenderness that quickly turns to a passionate pressure.  Moving as one as their flesh becomes exposed.  An eternity passes as they make love and she realizes this man completes her soul.

O Magnum Mysterium–Morten Lauridsen

This is possibly my most favorite choral piece.  I am moved to tears every time I hear it.  Whenever I need to take a step out of my life and move into my ‘happy place’, this is usually what i listen to.  I am immediately transported to the sky; floating with the words and harmonies.

I have not figured out how to add the track to my post or it would be here.  If you are able to find a good recording of this song and you listen to it, please let me know what you think and the emotions it brings forth for you.