Posts Tagged ‘Thoughts’

Time waits for no one. That’s what they say.



So we work really hard to keep up.



But time. In the meantime. Does what it wants. Has a mind of its own.



Its own drum to beat.



It runs.



It marches.



It walks.



But there’s a little thing you may not know.


If you find the right time. And listen very closely. You don’t need to chase it. Exhaust yourself trying to keep up.



Because the right time will stop. Match your pace. And whisper.



It’s okay. Hold my hand. I’ll walk a little slower.


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It’s pouring.

I can hear it over the din of the tv and three snoozing pups. Tickling the shingles. Tapping the leaves. Lashing out at whatever comes its way.

And it can feel like it’s beating you. Making everything heavy. Weighted. Pulling you across the pavement. Pouring you into the sewer.

Draining every drop of you.

But there’s another side to rain. A reviving. Replenishing. Quenching. And cleansing side.

It lights the world in a different way. New colours. New vibes. New life.

And sometimes. It’s not breaking your heart.

It’s blessing your windows.

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I made it to ten. Ten posts, ten snippets, ten little pieces of me out there for scrutiny. I gotta say, I’m pleased. And, not nearly as concerned about the scrutiny part of it as I probably should be.

I haven’t, so far, made my pieces particularly personal, but they do all come from some aspect, big or small, of my innermost musings. Musings I don’t often share. Thoughts that never see the light of day. Feelings I’d normally keep to myself. Introspection unglued; cut and pasted into a global village. All resident buzz welcome.

What this blog is…what it will become, is unbeknownst to me. Unlike so many others, I don’t have a theme or a premise. That would take too much focus on my part. Hazy was supposed to be a whimsical epithet, but really, it encompassed what I was thinking when contemplating a Web Log. I had a very punch-drunk perception of the life I wanted it to have and so far, I’m still in the misty.

For me, the fun lies in the obscure. The freedom of the unknown is inviting. Cracking open a new post, sitting back and watching where it takes me (don’t be fooled – I’m not doing the driving) is captivating.  Well, for me. I can only hope that for you, it’s at least mildly entertaining.

I enjoy coming across inspiration in the most surprising places. I take immense pleasure in another way of looking at things. I’m ecstatic my reflections have somewhere to call home.

Ten posts, a handful of readers and only two fibs.  Let’s not adjust the sails…the mystic’s a sweet place to be.

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