two mice

Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse, wouldn't quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into butter and crawled out. Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second mouse.

--Frank Abagnale Sr., Catch Me If You Can

horoscope

this was in now magazine the week before we arrived and it seems fitting, i want to keep it close.

leo

your strategies are very close to working. the results you've generated so far are almost useful.. bordering on successful and on the brink of beautiful. my question now is: you won't stop here, will you? you've already garnered a measure of recognition. you've gotten a taste of victory over your old bugaboos. will you be satisfied with these partial breakthroughs or will you fight and kick and scratch to strip away the almosts and ascend to utter triumph?

the new wtf

watch.think.feel. re-programing my brain. my favourite physio wants me to use wtf to do the job. still working on my spirit and attitude. no short cuts, long cuts are the name of the game. it is like when you are a kid and the teacher says you are only cheating yourself. don't panic or give into fear. don't give up. make strategies for yourself. there are some things no one can teach. independence. practice everything.

dragonfly infinity

had a dream about staying at this hotel with a room formerly inhabited by an artist. the artist had left pottery, plants and the space had a lived in feel. there was a theme of infinity and pottery with dragonflies. there was a hanging plant that crept across the ceiling and some ivy. there was a storybook clock with an ornate gold frame. i don't remember what time it was. wishing i had my dream book but no dice. will need to get your two cents. pretty please.

faith

believing it is possible. calm. determined. happy. these are my goals, i am in treatment for the next few weeks, not sure how regular the posts will be. moral support welcome.

sun + lightning shower

a rumble. a crack. the sky divided. a strange storm yesterday. fitting.

happy friday

when my mind is full of stories and characters, inspired by good company, i have found bliss. imaging an evening sky lit up with fire flies. there is beauty everywhere.

lights, camera, action!

there was a beautiful thunder and lightning storm last night. turned off all the lights and just enjoyed the spectacle from my bedroom window. so lovely. art.in.progress.

more poems found

circa high school and my favourite university class, creative writing. plus the odd essay. postcards of my brain, fun to remember the evolving character. no critics allowed, appreciating the person i was and am, full stop.

good find: the muppets