sometimes i feel like i am peeking at life from behind a curtain and other times i feel i fully engaged in the mix of things...today is one of those days where i feel like i am peeking out...maybe it's because i am about to play my guitar in front of people this evening and i have a few jitters...i am still getting used the idea of playing music...let alone reciting and singing...i am not as nervous as i thought i would be but never the less the butterflies are there...it's not for a big audience...it's for a yoga class...i think it's a great place to work out my performance kinks...anyhooooooooooo!! i slept late this morning...i feel very very rested and ready for the world...i am waiting for my partner to deliver some music for me to write to...always loving that!! i've been cleaning out the garbage from the apartment...the things that i don't wear anymore...the things lulu doesn't wear anymore...and some baby stuff like her bouncy seat need to go...she doesn't need it anymore...i feel it is so important to get rid of what is not being used...i don't like clutter and i am not one of those people that likes to hang on to things...the weather is amazing today...i think we are going as high as the low 70's...i am waiting for lulu's jogger stroller to come today...i hope it comes today so that i can get into a work out routine as soon as possible...anyway i am rambling this morning or rather this afternoon...so i will close in saying...stand face to face with your fears and caress them...love them...and watch them turn into something that resembles truth!!! have a great day!!photo: peeking flower
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
PEEKING FLOWER
sometimes i feel like i am peeking at life from behind a curtain and other times i feel i fully engaged in the mix of things...today is one of those days where i feel like i am peeking out...maybe it's because i am about to play my guitar in front of people this evening and i have a few jitters...i am still getting used the idea of playing music...let alone reciting and singing...i am not as nervous as i thought i would be but never the less the butterflies are there...it's not for a big audience...it's for a yoga class...i think it's a great place to work out my performance kinks...anyhooooooooooo!! i slept late this morning...i feel very very rested and ready for the world...i am waiting for my partner to deliver some music for me to write to...always loving that!! i've been cleaning out the garbage from the apartment...the things that i don't wear anymore...the things lulu doesn't wear anymore...and some baby stuff like her bouncy seat need to go...she doesn't need it anymore...i feel it is so important to get rid of what is not being used...i don't like clutter and i am not one of those people that likes to hang on to things...the weather is amazing today...i think we are going as high as the low 70's...i am waiting for lulu's jogger stroller to come today...i hope it comes today so that i can get into a work out routine as soon as possible...anyway i am rambling this morning or rather this afternoon...so i will close in saying...stand face to face with your fears and caress them...love them...and watch them turn into something that resembles truth!!! have a great day!!photo: peeking flower
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Peeking flower... April showers May flowers weep.. and the seed keeps on fertile ground..see..that oak tree..that the little acorn brought forth..doubt swayed as the heavy wind blew still the acorn new... the day would come he made his life's entry... and then furthered onward... in a different form and season ...again the doubters ponder the reasons...its called speculate... on the street the cure is to tell them all stop the hate... stop the hate!
Ahah more of the talents exposed to light huh amazing amazing please post on writeback.org and I look to make the most of the site of course to make it worthy of entries. I look to start with graphic help yes I too take a good picture gently disturbing things as I capture them and then release them of course.
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