A Lovely Journey Ode

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People like us shine even in a cloudy day
Like a firefly at the end of the way
Living the most precious journey
Good friends like Bert and Ernie
Spreading love and respect unconditionally
With full hearts we will recreate
An harmonious vibes while happiness and joy meet
The bonds of friendship growing tighter
Silence, smile and even laughter
Along the way a thing was learned
While appreciation was concerned
And in the end, seventeen dollars earned
He said seventeen dollars was earned, I disagree because money it’s just to be burned
And this money was burning a hole in my pocket
She was smiling at me like rockey rocket
And our journey, we continued to walk it
Talking science music poem and politic
He wanted to leave it unfinished
Just to please my inner hummingbird
She didn’t want it to be diminished
without the proper ending ode.
By Mark and Me, celebrating our  authentic friendship. 

En ce moment…

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Je lis « Sense and Sensibility » de Jane Austin et je me rend compte que je suis une Empath, chaque chapitre influence mon état d’esprit…

J’écoute Indian Background Flute music, Yoga Music pour me calmer.

Je mange rien pour le moment, j’ai perdu l’appétit il y  a deux mois.

Je travaille. et cela me rempli de joie. Au moins ça!

J’espère faire le tour du monde, Eat Pray and Love

Je rêve de faire le Pacific Crest Trail.

Je décide de m’adapter, oublier et passer à autre chose.

Je me demande si je dois partager mes idées.

Je me souviens de mes talents de danse et de ma liberté sur scène.

Je pense à basse voix.

J’ai du mal à parler sentiments.

J’essaie d’être la meilleure version de moi.

Je porte la sérénité!

Je devrais arrêter d’analyser.

J’aime la beauté naturelle, l’authenticité et la vulnérabilité.

Je veux mon MBA et PH.D

Merci à I feel blue et Ferdy pour cette idée d’article.

Little Talks

Little Talks

I don’t like walking around this old and empty house
So hold my hand, I’ll walk with you, my dear
The stairs creak as you sleep, it’s keeping me awake
The stairs creak as I sleep, it’s keeping me awake
It’s the house telling you to close your eyes

And some days I can’t even trust myself
It’s killing me to see you this way

‘Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

There’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks
Soon it will be over and buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
And full of life and full of love.

Some days I don’t know if I am wrong or right
Some days I feel like I’m wrong when I’m right
Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

‘Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don’t listen to a word I say
The screams all sound the same
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You’re gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that’s left is the ghost of you.
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart,
There’s nothing we can do
Just let me go we’ll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I’ll see you when I fall asleep

Don’t listen to a word I say
The screams all sound the same
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don’t listen to a word I say
The screams all sound the same
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore