Mmmmm...

What shall I write? Eyes peering upward into the dark sky. Thoughts, subject matter at mind's forefront, yet hidden blinders have removed themselves from peripheral vision, and now..the field is open. Jazzy funk, offered up by the station of notoriety..NPR--one of my favs, I might add! The echoes in the background inspire my head to bob to a melodic beat, as the music inspires these words.
Recent thoughts and interest to expand upon the following matters of importance and intrigue... the demoralization of the American society, and each individual's role in enhancing the production of a moral people; the study and absolute eccentricity of individuals affected by the interrelation of neurotransmitters and human behavior. The simplicity of merely "being" and learning to move through the awkward stages of this act...to find beauty in inhaling and exhaling...strange wonder within this rhythm and natural body function.
I am finding this time in my life is so new and wonderfully strange. I recently celebrated six months of sobriety, and I never imagined I would ever quit dating my "friend" of so many years. I finally am finding innocence and purity in my life...and learning to fully embrace the two virtues, along with an assortment of others. The revolution, an explanation of the human soul in sobriety, will probably be expanded upon as well in future blog entries. For now, my mouth is watering as I think about the Ben and Jerry's so alone in my freezer, and in need of a -mouth..my very own! Ta-ta for now.

Bella

So I just finished viewing the movie "Bella" and what a refreshing movie and great soundtrack I might add. A woman finds herself hopeless and confused in the wake of an unexpected pregnancy, but a handsome, altruistic man accompanies her as she walks through this time. A display of raw human emotion, and the resurrection of the beauty of family is depicted...when soul and body is bankrupt, there is one to come alongside...the care in their eyes, the calling out without speech..the comfort in human touch. Wounds are healed through the love and compassion of others, and when we have the courage to say we cannot do it on our own, there are those who help---and in this simplicity, there is peace, there is a divine beauty. Tears fell from my eyes as I was captured by the innocence, the display of philanthropy, the artistry. Truly, a movie worth viewing!

My Mind's Eye

I saw you down at the water,
toes barely in, head down...
viewing your reflection I suppose..I don't really know.
Looking from behind, it's only speculation..
Perhaps those hazel eyes were closed, and you weren't
seeing yourself, strangely enough, looking back at you.

I like your pant legs rolled up..
Just barely above ankle's crest..
The gentle breeze as it converses with the hairs upon your head.

The peacefulness of this day sings a song all of its own...
Memories of being close to you, all at mind's forefront---
But I am happy to let you go, to release you all to yourself, to life.
These conversations I have with God will never cease,
About you, your humor, the soft speech upon your lips,
The way you moved me...in a time where soul felt bankrupt.