Posted in Art, Music Video, Musings, Poetry, Quilting, quotes, Soul Journal

Chasing Dreams

I belong
where earth invites growth.
Where shadow spreads
the coiled soul.
I belong
under a musing sky.
Under shed skin
of nimble cloud.

Yesterday I took a wonderful class walking a Chartres Labyrinth. It gave revelation besides the release of ill thoughts. Walking on clouds, back to my car, I reached down to pick up a set of leaves.

Which led to a new quilt being built. Last evening, I created a leaf template and cut out nine sets of Buckeye palmate, compound leaves.

Today I am in the process of appliquΓ©, onto nine squares of gray.

What inspires you? What do you do with your musings?

Happy creating… Jeanne πŸŒŠπŸšπŸ•Š

Posted in dance, Homemade Video, music, Photography, Poetry, Soul Journal, Theatre

Drum Circle

A new experience presented itself within a community to celebrate positive energy. This was most of the group’s first time being together. The hour started with rhythmic drum beats mimicking the heart’s life force.

There were 15 of us, each with a drum and another percussion instrument. This video is the third of four sets, each naturally lasting between 12-13 minutes. The group leaders did little to manipulate each interval of creative expression. They flowed as swiftly and gently, or vigorously and bountifully, as the Nashua River, deep in the Valley of Oxbow.

As the hour progressed, a golden hue encompassed us. We said farewell to the sun. Then to each other. Look forward to another drum circle September 12.

drifting dragonfly
heartfully-winged escapade
soaring fantasies

Mantled Baskettail
Posted in Music Video, Poetry

Songs on repeat…

Discovered The Avett Brothers with this song…

and now love sparkles through out
side streets not so lonely

which led to this song…

is your day starting
on a different note
with whiskey and rye
abandoned love
swirling ice

will senseless violence ensue?

a good day to listen to music
The Avett Brothers
instrumental to making this day grand! 🎢 πŸŽ΅πŸ’œπŸ•Š

Posted in Poetry

waiting

want me
mutable
losing you
the gurgling water
sucks your voice dry

cup the air
to my ear
no recollection of sound
too nice
to tell me -disappear

i don’t want you
to go either
desperate for seduction
a respite
from this monotone tapping

Posted in Music Video, Musings, Photography, Poetry

collision course

Oh my. I think i said too much. I can be quite careless, sparked by passion. Lit by a struck match and ignited by fuel. Kaboom! I have definitely gone off in too many directions.

Without giving away every secret attraction, i best quit while ahead of myself… wait for my senses to catch up.

No worries though. i am rolling towards a cool breeze to sit near the waves. Settle this sizzle. i need to cool off. Lava easily burns. No need to hurt myself or others.

i will find my footing and self-discipline. Discover where i want this blog to go.

What life holds in the cradle of birth waits in the depths of dark…

JπŸ’œπŸ•ŠπŸŽΆπŸŽΆπŸŽΆ

Posted in Poetry

longing

he has messed -up
my mind
more than before
ticklings tossed -around
feelings crawling
outside of me
flying –
crashing -down

Posted in Poetry

ramble on

i may never
meet such a man -again

covered in satin
words edged in diamonds
born in his throat
the fire sparked through

never heard a syllable
the rat-a-tat-tat -thunder

our hearts beating faster
he hides in my hair
a stinger barette
left behind to chew

Posted in Photography

Lines

The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Lines

1-93 heading out of Boston. 4/27/2018

Old North Church. Boston. 4/28/2018

Random building. Random Street. North End Boston. 4/28/2018

Found out the name of one of the widest cable-stayed bridges in the world: Leonard P. Zakim Bunker Hill Memorial Bridge. There will be plenty of photos of this bridge to come. It is stunning!! (No rain today 4/28/2018.)