2012 and all is well…so far.

I need to mark this down- I was a complete slacker on yule this year, but I did give gifts, that I made myself, from ideas I came up with- this is huge in my life- absolutely epic. I also braved certain fears about connecting with people not stand in the way of my [...]

Life in the shell…

So it is still hotter than Hades here in these Ozark hills, and there seems to be no relief in sight. The heat makes it impossible to enjoy even the briefest part of the day for the Dragon, and I am not faring much better. This could be considered a theme for how my [...]

To write love on my belly…

I’m realizing that, while I am open to the acquiring of knowledge, that which I seek is not found in these school books, but alongside that academic learning. There is still much within me to uncover.

The first lesson is not “know thyself”, but “love thyself”, for only through the latter [...]

I've found the one I've waited for

Normally I post poems that I feel a connection to, but today as a belated Valentines note to my beloved, I am posting the following lyrics. The song is called Gorecki and it is by Lamb, an electronic music duo from Manchester, England, whose music is influenced by trip hop and drum and bass. [...]

Worry for the White Dog and other tales…

Hello World,

It’s been a long while since I’ve been to this page and shared my thoughts. So many things have been happening for and to the Dragon and I, it seems almost too much to write about. Yet, for some of it, I do need to share, get it off my chest [...]

Fallen off the edge of the world

Or at least that is how it feels. I have been so damn busy, I sometimes forget that I even have a blog to update. So for that intertubes, I am very sorry. Can you ever forgive me? School is still taking up most of my time, adding the weight of being [...]

Just Be

Random stranger to me – “What are you doing with your life?”

Me – “Being”

Random stranger – “Being What?” Me – “Just Being”

Random Stranger – “I don’t get it.” Me – “Thats the problem.” I have been mulling over this post at Kate Hardings the Shapely Prose , for [...]