Thursday, February 25, 2016

Oh, Sweet, Sweet Serendipity

How I so needed to find this song today.  Thank you!!

"The Love Within" - Bloc Party

Lord, give me grace and dancing feet
As I conquer all anxiety
The angel told me not to fear
That the power to was in me
For I have learnt the way to pray
Like a muscle growing taut now
Bind the past into a knot
And let the love consume us
Let the love consume us
Let the love consume us
Can you hear the stars now sing
Resounding in D major?
As the god vibration resonates
And pulls us up towards her
Take your shoes off, feel the earth
Beneath your feet respond to touch
And let our laughter now ring forth
As the love consumes us
The love within is moving upwards
Sweeter than any drug
The melody is taking over
Guide my hand through this hurt
Pull back the veil
Let your eyes meet this world
The love within is moving upwards
So don't you want to get high?
And don't you want to get high?
And don't you want to get high?
Don't you want to get
Don't you want to get high?

Sunday, February 21, 2016

You Weren't A Treasure, But You Were *My* Treasure

Mine is not about a dog, but a significant transition deserves to be properly honored, nonetheless.

Nothing matters but to each other and he mattered to me.

[Thanks, Hank.  *hugs*]

The Wonder Of It All

This brought me back to this.  How sometimes things just don't line up.  I realized today that I've always thought that, on some levels, I was born / living at the wrong time [too early].  I don't especially think that any more, but I still have a feeling that I would find it equally fantastic and devastating to live a thousand years and experience grand arcs of time.

TMB, we'll always have that time when things did line up for us, despite the odds that were most certainly against us.  Life is strange and not for the timid.  No one ever knows what's coming.  Just remember that life is simply a series of "hello"s. 

I look forward to saying "hello" again some day, but for now, I'll leave with MMB and the thousands of everything that we shared over the years.  Fitting that the quote below should come from River Song, having known a number of incarnations of the Doctor.

"You and me.  Time and space.  You watch us run."

Thursday, February 18, 2016

I Think I'm Going To End The Week On This Thought







 

If I could, I would whisper this into the ear of everyone. Not just girls and even to the haters.

Keep your head high and with compassion. Life may be short, but love is long. 

Not That I Needed A Reminder

...but this drives the point home every single day.  The money is workable, but to be penalized for being who you are is soul withering.

The words I use are too "big".
I understand complex math.

I enjoy science.  And science fiction.
I love doing research and often do it independently.
I ask questions in order to see the bigger picture.
I actively listen.
I pay attention.
It irritates you when I connect the dots.

Yes, I am the dreaded "smart girl" and, frankly, happy to be me.




Mostly, I just need to get back with people who are unabashedly smart, intensely curious, delightfully weird / quirky / fun [like a mixture of Grover, Snuffalupagus, and the Yips Yips] and love wild speculative discussions about all kinds of "what if"s that suddenly become "how 'bout this?"s. 

That's magic to me. 

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Today

Three years ago today, I had a no good, very bad day.  Three years ago, I was reminded of the power of friends and family.  Three years ago and for many months moving forward, they [the doctors] were incredulous that I was still alive.  Three years later, I am.



Friday, February 12, 2016

Rise

Dear Me. This is you. Sincerely yours, Me.

Hello, Sweetie

I knew you'd reach out when you hit your comfort zone.  I don't know what to say except this is somehow a long term journey.  No judgment whatsoever but that I'm glad you're back.

[For a frame of reference.]
Life can be very unexpected.

Tuesday, February 09, 2016

Sunday, February 07, 2016

Sometimes

[though I learned the art far too early], adulting is not such a bad thing.  It can reap you rewards in spades.

Thursday, February 04, 2016

Returning

Your skepticism, which you presume is based on rational thinking and an objective assessment of factual data about yourself, is rooted in mental junk.  Your doubts are not the product of accurate thinking, but habitual thinking. Years ago you accepted flawed conclusions as correct, began to live your life as if those warped ideas about your potential were true, and ceased the bold experiment in living that brought you many breakthrough behaviors as a child.

Now it’s time for you to find that faith you had in yourself before.
~ Price Pritchett