
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
Lost in a requiem of chaos…
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A dream within a dream…dissimilar yet simultaneously similar as if pages from her life’s book…torn apart, reassembled haphazardly.
While, improbable…nevertheless, making a new whole from the sum of its disjointed parts.
Past and present fragments collide…
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Cataclysm…
΅〜 ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅
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I’ve been away and I’ve missed you, each….one…of…you. This is my way of attempting to condense the past few months.
The inherent tendency to withdraw is fierce in me. I’m working on it.
I’m fighting it.
I’m grateful…so very grateful, for *you*.
΅〜 ೋ Christina〜 ೋ 〜΅
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΅〜 ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅
“All words are pegs to hang ideas on.”
Henry Ward Beecher ~
╰⊰✿ I was supposed to be writing more often. I promised myself a minimum of how often I hoped to post…having not met that minimum I am now here because I also have a new motto I’m trying to live by. A motto I’d like to share with you as well…
“Each moment is a perfectly contained capsule of life. Each moment is the only one we can life in, the only one we have control over. The past moments are gone. The future moments are not here yet. What we have is only this very moment. Meaning…we can choose each new moment to change that which we don’t like, enjoy that which we do, and know that each one of these moments are precious pearls strung together to make a life. Our life.”
And right this very moment I get to share that with you, as you read this…as I write this. We are, for a brief few minutes connected in time. It’s really a rather staggering and mind-blowing concept to contemplate. All that to say that it’s okay I’ve not written, because I have chosen right now to write. I have many thoughts I wish to share with you about the epic nature of our modern ability to connect with others around the world. I’ve experienced it here with you in blog format, on my Facebook Page as mentioned before, and also on Twitter–which is new to me. Well, not new…per se…I’ve had a Twitter account for some time, but in taking time each day to connect…just to say good morning or ‘hey look at my crazy dog’, share a meaningful quote, or whatever quick little thing(s) throughout the day one wishes to share, Twitter is the format for it.
I know some don’t care for it and others use it for entirely different purposes. I’m just along for the ride and happily call it ‘research’. I adore the connections I’ve made so far and look forward to many more. I’ve shared the love of the reading, of words, of coffee, of writing. I have connected with those who are practicing the craft of writing, those who are writing books, those who have books published, those who would rather just read books and more. Some who just love the idea of an instant connection ‘in a moment’ with someone.
All this goes with my rapidly growing voracious appetite for words. How people use them. How they are interpreted. How social media, books, everything written is assimilated, sought after, shared. I find it absolutely fascinating and am just so honored to be part of it. Honored that some would be interested in my words…in what I have to say…to share. Beyond honored that they would take the time to tell me exactly how my words, my poems, have affected them.
So, in a moment we can change our lives, or life can change it for us. Both for good and bad. In most cases, we have the choice to pilot our moments in the directions of our dreams…if we only would choose to.
Until next time… ✿⊱╮
΅〜 ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ Christina〜 ೋ 〜΅
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P.S. As you may have noticed I am currently…tweaking the layout, it’s still not quite what I’ve envisioned. However, I do very much appreciate you’re awesomeness while I continue to get it sorted. And hey…have an amazingly incredible day/night! ♥ xx~
΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Night descends… Thoughts roam…. Scattered…. Tossed about in Life’s dream of reality…. Or is reality the dream of Life? Every one rushes, busy, manic, no time to stop…. To breathe…rest….rejuvenate….΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Serenity waits enduringly to be found… Held….Cherished….΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Of Moonlight or Madness? Moonlight evocative of Serenity’s peace… Life’s hurried pace indicative of Madness…. Striving hard… Working diligently… To what gain?΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋ 〜΅
Shall we rest in the Moonlight… Or be enveloped by Madness?΅〜 ೋღ ❀ ღೋೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
I look at you and I can see so deep inside… Almost an invitation to come in and traverse your complexity….΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I see a brilliant artist…. A loving spirit…. A beautiful soul…. Burgeoning with love and adoration of life in all of its intricacies…. All of its resplendence…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I see one who cherishes each moment… One who feels pain intimately… Who knows how destructive it could be if allowed to reign supreme…. I see you fight….beyond the daily battle…΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
You create beauty….magical majesty…. Abstract in its completion…. Complex simplicity…. Sublime amalgamation of thought and emotion… Of vision… Of you….΅〜 ❁ 〜΅
I see you…. As we all are…. Who we could be… Would that we possess your strength, your fortitude….΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ 〜΅
Tell me your story…. Let me hear your words…. Else I shall have to read you…. Through your sad eyes…΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋ Christina〜 ೋ 〜΅
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Each day we face similar choices depending on daily scenario’s. Recently…I have been reminded of how I was feeling a year ago and so with that I present…. ~ Enigma…
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
There on a path to future lies converging trails…
One reminds me of better days long gone…
One leads to the promise of future…
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I sit…think…ponder…
Why does one necessarily negate the other?
Conflicted confusion…
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The future is hope, risk, love, heartbreak, having, losing…
As is life in all of its ups, downs and all arounds…
Tumultuous emotions wash over me as I wonder which path…
All the while knowing, as I always have, that life moves in one direction…
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I cry silent hidden tears as the truth permeates me…
Time moves in one direction…
Always to the future…
Never to past…
I know this and yet…
It feels as though letting go of the past means it truly is gone…
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Two paths converge into one…
I know I must take the one to the future, because that is the way of life…
Always moving forward despite anyone or anything…
Time is an enigma which marches on irreverent of feeling…
Void of thought or emotion…
We choose to move with it or forever be trapped in the loneliness of the black void…
I will no longer be trapped in the void…
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Sweet encouraging voices beckon me to life, irregardless of the risk I know it brings…
I follow time’s path because of hope that will wash away melancholy…
I take the leap of faith..
Knowing only one thing for sure…
Time marches ever forward and now I am its companion…
One step…
Here I go…
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΅〜 ೋღ ❀ღೋೋ 〜΅
΅〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ೋღ 〜΅