Monday, July 14, 2003
From Keech:
Falling in love again is like being way up high on the hill looking down on a calm river that could soothe the pain of the scorching sun. You cannot see how deep it is from where you're standing. But it looks inviting, tempting.
Either you go down to the hill and test the waters for shallow rocks.
Or (as crazy as you are) just dive in.
Love is taking chances, it is also letting go to the feeling that envelopes you, trusting your instincts, having faith in yourself, and never ever be scared of getting hurt for you know you'll heal. Love's a rollercoaster, and everyone wants a seat.
And when you jump off that hill, you'll never be the same again.
Goddess Morwen at 8:27 AM
Sunday, July 06, 2003
VIRGO (Aug 23–Sep 22): It’s difficult for you to let go. Your practical side usually gives you an anchor to hold you steady, plus a backup plan if that should fail. Now, however, you might benefit from temporarily cutting yourself free and feeling the exhilaration of zero gravity. Your anchor will reappear just in time so you won’t go drifting off into deep space.
-just when I asked God for a sign...
There’s an electric feeling in the air…the kind that makes your hair stand on end. But it’s not fear that you are feeling; it’s the anticipation of what is possible. Still, you are your own greatest obstacle to happiness. Even if you do something crazy now as a distraction, you’ll be back to facing yourself soon enough.
Goddess Morwen at 6:00 AM
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Soul-sick
The water dripped cold, flowing down her skin until its meeting with the floor tiles. The mind did not coordinate with the eye. Thoughts wandered at some contemplation of concepts and emotions in turmoil.
She believed the moment he took her breath away that the universe aligned and created a ripple of fatalistic opportunities. As the water rushed to wash the soap all over her, she opened her eyes to take a glimpse at the bubbles that formed at her feet. Damn, how can words stick to you like soap!
Feeling the cold tiles with her hands, she sat on the floor with her chin on her knees. Drifting to another place and time she unleashed her pain. Trembling, she tried to regain herself and stand. Underneath the strength lies a wounded soul that hungry for healing. As she turn the knob to end the shower session, she wiped the tears in her eyes.
The pain has gone.
It is time to nurse the sickening soul.
Goddess Morwen at 5:48 PM
