Disappointment to a noble soul

is what cold water is to burning metal.

It strengthens, tempers, intensifies,

but never destroys it.

- Unknown

When everyone gets what they want

"I just thought of what I want on that magical day when everyone gets what they want", I said, "I want me. I want me solid and steady and clearly defined; living inside my own skin.  I want me. Whatever I am. Whatever I turn out to be."

-The Cracker Factory

Joyce Rebeta-Burditt

Soothe me

I keep on forgetting

Please tell me again

I need to hear it

Just one more time

It keeps slipping

away from my mind

It's your voice in the wind

Your cry in the sigh

I know it, that's true

But I need to hear it

From you

I keep on forgetting

So say it again

Please say it

Until I believe it again.

Surviving the dark

My goodness!  It seems I've survived a very dark period back in 2003.  Some heavy stuff here from my agonized soul:

Close your eyes

Take a deep breath

If you can still breathe

Find it there

The old hollow me...

A shuddered heartbeat

Knocking the bones

Pumping dark tears

All through my soul

Your voice in my head

Supposed to be warm

Brings coldness forth

Your intent, a storm

Swallowing me

Spitting me up

Rejecting me...

That quiets the soul

Sitting, barefoot

armed only with camera 

and eyes that scan,

see

the beauty of things

that quiets the soul.

Let me out of the noise

my own head makes...

Hypnotized

Has anyone ever figured out why the sea is so hypnotizing?  

Why does it draw you in and refuse to let go?

Wondrous thing

"The serenity of the lulling ocean is a wondrous thing to behold...

more precious than the gems coveted and covered in platinum or gold."

- Oksana Rus

Seething

"The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.

The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to dessicate into dust.

The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.

Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.

Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life.

The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage.

Dare to breach the surface and sink." 

- Vera Nazarian 

The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration