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DREA & SAMHonestly, we're just two girls a long way from home trying to get by with a little help from our friends and this blog apparently. Sam, SPARKY, is in Bloomingtom, Indiana for 10 months of the year and Drea, IGOTNOTHING, is in Boston, Mass. for those 10 months but every so often, they find themselves "comfortably" at home in Los Angeles, Ca. We're pretty cool, no lie. |
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
sometimes there are those moments... Those times, when the universe, whoever-whomever is up there or not, taps me on the shoulder and says, hey, remember me? yeah, that's right. and this is your life. look: It's seems like I’ve been going through my days without really stopping, taking that step back, and looking...getting the perspective, the insight, the outside I need. Well, this past week was one of those moments. Brief, yet long, like the echoes of the closing notes of the last pressed piano keys to a score. and scene. There were so many arrows pointing this way and that; saying go there, go here, no go this way, no go that way...PAY ATTENTION. I didn't understand it all until the comedown of everything. And now, at the "denouement" of the situation, I cannot be any more thankful that it happened when-where it did. Inconvenient, yes. But who cares? I know I could not have handled it anywhere else with anybody else. I had home with me to keep me safe, keep me sane, keep me calm...home with me to keep me going, keep one foot going in front of the other. (and in cities no less...so great love to the big apple and the old towne) I know I’m supposed to be moving on, growing up, letting go, and becoming that "adult." But to be honest, I could not have done it without home: Andrea, Tai, Matan...everybody who helped; everyone who felt the signs. Now that I’m back in my own small corner of the Midwestern world, it's time I hit the ground running. I have much to be done before home comes to me and I return home. just a little reflection. a nod-greeting to up above so bright, shining light. and an opening of heart, and arms, to all those who are my home, all the bodies and minds of home. Much love to the friends, dear dear, that I have. (sun and rain; calm and storm; any place, all the time) 10:54 AM
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