Skies. Paths leading where we know not. Sometimes when I wake up. I walk. I just take a path without really worrying about where exactly it leads. The purpose of the walk is to walk; feeling the earth through my feet, through my flip flops; my whole being complies. It’s therapeutic. Walking. Anytime I do it, I feel more alive, I feel more at home with the earth. Everything is so spacious and stands out free. All my thoughts and cares go away… there are no more cares because they are all fleeting, as I feel the cool wind of the dawn rush on my face. I walk for 30 minutes straight. And then walk back. I take a shower in the bath house under the pear tree… with sunlight spearing through the leaves. I immediately feel in touch with nature.I remember the need to bless the lesser spirits; I bless the pear tree for it’s sweet cover and say a thank you for the soothing effect my bathing water has on my body. It’s been a walking day and it’s going to be a sunshine day.
Coming to terms with Loneliness
The going away of things
In the end
I can't seem to be optimistic about the things that would benefit from optimism. As a pessimist, my optimism is always irrational.
Fear of Forgetting
When I was a child, I realised I was invisible. I was a terrified, quiet girl who blended into the background.
Failure.We all have dreams, we are all encouraged to dream. The world is ours, all we have to do it take it.