"I was by myself for a pretty long time. I needed to do that. I think everyone that I know has wanted to do that or needed to do that at some point. I think when you spend enough time when it’s quiet around you and you don’t open your mouth for three or four days, there’s parts of your brain that can kind of rest. I think when we’re out in the world and we have to talk to people, we edit ourselves. You know, we have to act a little bit. As honest as we may be as humans, when we’re out here, we’re all kind of wearing mirrors on our faces. You know, constantly reacting to how to react to the people around you. And I think when you’re alone for a long enough time, you can feel a lot more peace." ~ from Feather, stone, moon & ivory bone
I've been trying to write a new post. Everyday, I try to force myself to say something. But, I am lost for words. The days seem to tumble over themselves. Blending in a blurr like a tumbleweed in a roadrunner cartoon. Every day seems like the one before. There's been no change in the weather. It's been cold and gray and gloomy. There. I've said it. Winter won't leave me alone. I don't function well without sun. Frustrated, I decided to let it go. Afterall, if you don't have anything good to say, don't say it all, right?
In front of a fire, I settle in. I go to a place that makes me smile and forget about where I'm at or how I feel on days like these. The tumblr space, Feather, stone, moon & ivory bone is my refuge. I also go to coffeeinthemountains. Images of rivers, canoes, mountains and cabins. I see places I've been, places I'd like to go and ideas for my future plans. These places are rugged and wild and far away from street sounds and concrete and jabbering, ranting voices. If only for awhile, I go to those places in my mind. It also helps me remember that I, too, have a place like that.
My very own Red Feather ::::: (stone, moon & ivory bone).
The month of March came. California seems like years ago. And then, March went away. Just like that. And with it went my best friend's birthday. That I completely forgot. After twenty years, I let it slip my mind. Time got away from me and I failed to remember. With that, I've got a long face. A very long face. What happened? How could I have forgotten Cathi's birthday! She's the last person I'd ever forget! I did though.
:::::::::::::HAPPY BIRTHDAY DESERT GIRL::::::::::::::