Fairytales from Pixieland

Slipping away in the night, Innocence gone in the dark, The flames of passion lit, Fire from a spark. No one was around, To know what we had done, The only one who ever knew, The elusive man in the moon. Never a regret, Nothing done wrong, It wasn't long until, You had to move on. Now you come and go, On the slightest of a breeze, Whenever you're here, It brings me to my knees. I'm glad to have you back, While praying that you'll stay, Knowing that you're leaving, A little closer every day. Not knowing when, You'll be at my door, Asking for my heart again, That I can't give to you anymore. You're passing thru my life, But I feel you slipping away, There's no telling where you are, On any given day. Before we know it, Time has gone by, You're out of reach, Neither of us knows why. May feelings never fade, Memories always last, Love as deep and strongly Passions remain intact. Life goes on li...

Some of the most incredible people, say amazing things. Sometimes it is unexpected and often when you need to hear it the most. What makes these things even more amazing and the people even more incredible for saying them- they usually don't think anything of it. The words just roll off their tongue without a second thought about the size of the impact they are about to make. "It's what you do in love, it's a giant leap of faith."

Or at least unchallenged. Why is it that we live in a world where personal accountability is so far down on the checklist of moral responsibilities and obligations as to be forgotten? Certainly this isn't so with all human beings, I am privileged to know many people who do not suffer from this character deficit. I am also related in some manner or another to many who do. I don't often waste time, breath, or type, with this age old question but today I am annoyed. I am almost tempted to start posting pictures of my cats and grandchildren, maybe even a signature picture of me in one of my beautifully appliqued sweatshirts. Christmas in July anyone? I am not like Taylor Swift in that, everything I write is not generated by personally experienced angst. Believe it, or not, I am old enough to be able to look about me and draw from the experience of others, in place of, or in addition to, the drama that sometimes passes for my life. And here I thought I was unique, in my writing ...

The other day there was a discussion of religion that I was a part of. There were many aspects of what each one had as their beliefs in relation to their path that is followed and after a while, the question circulated - What are you? When it came around for me to answer, I replied, "I'm a lot of things, but mostly I'm just me." Everyone had a chuckle over that and clearly it said, I choose not to discuss this with any of you right now. For some people, their beliefs and spirituality is personal. It might enlist a lengthy list of questions. Although it can cerfainly be a teaching moment, sometimes I just don't feel like being the teacher as I am unwillingly placed in the spotlight.

"Shine on me, sunshine.  Rain on me, rain.  Fall softly, dewdrops.  And cool my brow again.  Storm, blow me from here.  With your fiercest wind.  Let me float across the sky. 'Til I can rest again.  Fall gently, snowflakes.  Cover me with white, cold icy kisses and let me rest tonight" Maya Angelou. xxx Reading this while listening to " Swimming Home " by Evanescence, a hauntingly beautiful song, that it turns out is actually about death.  To describe it in one word, is simply and truly- Beautiful. I have only ever experienced a very small number, very, very few things in life, that described in one word are just that-  Beautiful . In her last tweet on Friday, she said- "Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God." What an amazing and inspiring woman. RIP Dr. Maya Angelou  

Things were said, things were done, Without a second thought, you cast that stone, Sinking deeper Not trying to swim, Not giving up, Not giving in. Can't go forward, Can't stop, turnaround, Welcome to the dark parts, Now that you're underground. You hit the bottle, And the truth comes out, Speaking your mind, Leaving no room for doubt. All of you fears, Ghosts from the past, Can't get away from them, You're in their grasp. I retreated, I pulled back, I'm not about to, Get caught up in that. Can't go forward, Can't stop, turnaround, Welcome to the dark parts, Now that you're underground. I keep my distance, Guard my heart, You may never make it in, To the deepest parts. Skeletons in the closet, Don't open that door, Bones will spill out, All over the floor. Hush keep quiet, The Reaper's on his way, If he slips on by, You'll live another day. Can't go forward, Can't stop, tur...

That's the sound of someone hitting their head against the wall. It's not a sound I ever choose to make, at least not with my own head. No, no. If it's going to be someone's head banging against the wall, I would rather it be theirs, not mine. If someone else chooses to bang their head against the wall- Who am I to stop them? Unless it is a friend of mine of course. Then yes, I will step in and shove a pillow in their way to lessen the blow. Everyone has, at some time or another, faced challenges in life that make us feel like we are banging our head against a proverbial wall. We do what we are told and are still chastised for it. We try to accomplish something and repeatedly fail, sometimes we are even set up to fail before we even begin. Then there is the game of- waste your breath. I have seen this game played more times then I would like to count. Waste your breath often starts with a question. The person asking the question, usually has an answer already in min...

I read a quote today in the comments on a story online. The person who posted it gave credit where it is due. It's by William W. Purkey - "You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth." Sometimes I can dance like nobody is watching. It's usually because nobody is. I checked or else I locked the door. Ha!  Love like you'll never be hurt. Sometimes this can be tough. I have loved people in my life though, because of or sometimes even in spite of their shortcomings. Their problems are not necessarily mine, but I can be understanding, sympathetic, listen, give them an objective opinion if asked, guidance and support them in their decisions. Sing like there's nobody listening.  I do it a lot. In the car especially. Windows up, windows down- it doesn't matter. I sing it loud and proud. I let my inner voice be heard no matt...

The old saying " Give a man a fish, he'll eat for the day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime. " has to do with teaching someone to do something. But what if they don't want to learn? It can be frustrating for anyone, how you can make something so easy for someone else to do and yet they still manage to screw it up. I know a few people in life like this. You can give them specific, written directions to follow, step 1, step 2, step 3 and so on... everything but hold their hand or do it for them. They still manage to blow it. There are people who leave you scratching your head in wonder, if they really just don't get it? They try, they honestly do and yet they fall short over and over, time and again. They either rush thru things, ignore things, skip things or try to just finish it now and come back later to clear up rather than do it right from the beginning. Um, no. It doesn't always work that way. I have always asked- if you didn't have ...

I recently started to get serious about one aspect of my life. I began to really focus on it and I have to say, the results are amazing. I have started to work on this before during the summer and have had my ups and downs in the process. It is to be expected. It happens. But with the new year, I have decided to make it a priority. I have shifted things into gear and gotten down to work on it. It hasn't been pretty, it hasn't been easy, but it has been for the better. It has been work, some days it is really tough to get into the right mind set and get moving, but it is already starting to pay off. It has only been two weeks, I have only been motivated 3 days a week each so far, but I am getting results. And for that? I AM CHUFFED! It has me excited. I am anxious to see more changes and the end result of the transformation. It's not going to happen overnight, but it is working and there is progress already being made. What more can I ask?

Things have been rather slow lately. Seems that after the Holidays it has slowed down to a restful lull in the routine. Everything is back on track, the schedule is fairly clear, everyone is comfortably settled back into their daily cycle and it is peaceful to say the least. I hope everyone is finding some grace and beauty in their world around them.

The end of October I posted about having a dream of someone from my past. Dream interpretations on a few different websites mentioned unresolved issues that might be there. But everything had been resolved years ago. There was nothing left to go over, no pressing issues to figure out, no terms to agree on, everything was just Done. It was over, we had both moved on. We were each ok with that and there was nothing to resolve. When I dreamt of this person from my past- we were in a strange place, nowhere that I know of. He passed me by on the street, said nothing, just looked blankly at me as he walked on by. I had only seen him, yet I knew. That was enough. Our mutual friend? I hadn't heard from them in a few years. Things had ended badly between us and there was some animosity, hurt feelings, jealousy and the like. So be it and I thought we had both moved on as well. What happens next is a bit crazy. I got a text from the mutual friend over the holidays. Apparently they h...

I hope everyone has had a Happy New Years celebration, one they enjoyed. Seven days into the new year and I hear people all around me talking about their resolutions, most of which may last a few days tops, if that long. Last year was the second year I engaged in a new tradition a friend of mine had passed along to me. Selecting a word or phrase for the year.  It's a word you choose to have in your life, something you want to see, hear, do or be more of. A word that inspires you, soothes you, eases your pain, grief or sorrow and allows you to be yourself, heal, grow, learn and expand. Throughout the year, you will notice how many times the word itself comes into play in the array of circumstances in your life. How the word applies, how the very definition of it even changes and how you see yourself progressing, gravitating and even moving toward that word. It's amazing how once you try it, you will not likely go back to the idea of resolutions.  Just a thoug...