Saturday, July 30, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
.Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass.
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Title: "Turquoise"- Donovan
Title: "Turquoise"- Donovan
"Take care how you fly, my precious, you might fall down.
In the pastel skies the sunset I have wandered
With my eyes and ears and heart strained to the full..."
Are these lyrics slipping away from my soul? I´d say to myself, "Well dear, it appears so".
I´m suddenly feeling like a bird with a broken wing or a china doll missing a piece.
A little vulnerability is knocking on my heart lately and though i keep on telling to myself,
"Take care how you fly....", it´s easier to say it than to feel it.
The thing is that i´d have pastel skies everyday and wander sunsets barefoot dreaming with my eyes closed, if i could.
I´ll try to be careful though, but i can´t promise too much.
I still want to catch the wind and be strong enough to fly away and get lost.
I´m suddenly feeling like a bird with a broken wing or a china doll missing a piece.
A little vulnerability is knocking on my heart lately and though i keep on telling to myself,
"Take care how you fly....", it´s easier to say it than to feel it.
The thing is that i´d have pastel skies everyday and wander sunsets barefoot dreaming with my eyes closed, if i could.
I´ll try to be careful though, but i can´t promise too much.
I still want to catch the wind and be strong enough to fly away and get lost.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It´s funny how sometimes we avoid living and settle for the "existence" card, instead.It´s a matter of self defense nature vs the wild spirit who wants to remain untamed.
We´re afraid of being hurt or broken, of the unknown or what might not turn out the way we expect
And we stand still when we are supposed to live and learn from experiences.
I think of life as an open book with blank pages ready to be filled with those living experiences.
Found myself writing a little list these days between sips of strawberry tea and sweet drops of red wine
in the company of Joni Mitchell´s foggy lullabyes. and this is what i found in ink so far...
.Take chances. Stop seeking perfection and looking for every answer.
.Try to find at least one magical instant between the sun and the stars everyday.
.Enjoy new adventures under a rainbow sky. Always look at things with kaleidoscope eyes.
.Embrace my spirit animal a little more and howl loudly under the moon.
.Spin with the head in the clouds and the feet on the ground.
.Play with lovely prospects. Laugh at the odds. Walk new paths with the word "love".
The heart can be a prison of fears or a castle of dreams. Which one is yours?
Mine finds pleasure in music and dreams.
Like a rock n´roll ballerina i'm determined to dance.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
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