Silent Sunday

Poetry Day

What Lips My Lips Have Kissed...

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Musical Monday

Silent Sunday

Happy Birthday ! ! !

To me! And I'm way older than I'd like to be. . . I guess it's ok though. I'm still trying to convince people I'm 39 but no one seems to buy it. Anyway I was going to post a birthday song but since it's my birthday I decided I'd put up a couple of versions of my all time, always and forever favorite song: I Walk the Line by Johnny Cash. Hope you all enjoy it!

Tender women and snakes . . .

I'm a pretty smart woman. Really I am. You'd never know it sometimes though. I've posted this song before and the links to that post get a lot of hits which leads me to believe I'm not the only one who has a problem remembering the message of the song: You knew darn well I was a snake before you brought me in. Maybe my problem is being a "tender woman?" Although weak-minded pushover is probably a better term.

Ok, I'm off to have the lyrics tattooed on my arm. . . .

Back on course

I've been feeling lately that things really aren't working out the way I'd wanted. I've been sitting here going through my Google Reader and in the back of my mind was my usual little mantra: "you've messed up, nothing is going to change, you're old, it's hot, maybe you should go back to the bay area (where it's cooler!)."

Then I read a post from Christine Kane's blog, called Why Your GPS Gets You There: 7 Success Lessons From Navigation. And I think she's right. I just have to get back on the road, maybe change the routing a little and focus on the next step, not the huge impossible-seeming end result.

She says this: Sometimes when you turn the car off, you lose the destination. No worries. Just re-enter your destination – and your navigation will begin again. So it is with your goals and intentions. Sometimes our minds can’t remember why we got started in the first place. We get caught up in something else. Everything feels lost. We can’t find motivation. No worries. Just re-decide. Re-commit. Re-enter your destination and your navigation will begin again.

That's just how I've been feeling. Unmotivated, wandering, lost. So. . . . I'll re-enter my destination and keep moving forward. But just a note to the Universe: a little positive feedback, a few hugs, a smile or two, none of that would hurt!