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Autumnal thoughts

Why do I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders?
It’s light.
It’s light when I cloth my soul in a different skin.

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It’s light when I burst into blooms of colors and scent.
Why can we only love what we see but fail to see the fear that blinds us?

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A night of weary thoughts rushes in through my pores, and it’s not the darkness I fear, but fear itself.
Why do I feel the weight of time on my shoulders? Or more likely the lack of time that presses down ever so slowly, and ever so fast like the night pressing down on the setting sun.

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It’s light and I’ve been awake in my dreams. It’s time to fall back into the sleep of reality again until I convince fear to like me.

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Escaping reality in reality

There is something comforting about hotel lobbies. Like being in front of a portal to a world where you are simply a guest. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA No commitments, no expectations, no definite plans. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA I am here just for a while, I don’t need to own this place to enjoy it. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA I take in the scent of overpowering restroom airfreshners – which I would never use at home – and I vibrate with  the expectations of discovering the place. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Why do I feel so good about this blissful uncertainty and change completely once the holiday is over? OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Our whole lives are temporary stop-overs in places we call ‘homes’. Do we really enjoy them better because we give them a permanent status? Because they are full of stuff we call ‘our own?’

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Or we need our homes to have something to escape from? Or it’s me, a constant escapist, somewhere over the rainbow when I’m not behind a photograph? OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Je Suis Charlie: A thank you to all my diverse selves, wherever you are out there

It’s no coincidence that I have been reading “Tomorrow’s God” by Neale Donald Walsch when the events in Paris happened.

And even though Walsch says that any act of violence is a cry for help, is so hard to look at the attackers and admit that they are merely the embodiment of our collective failures in how we treat one another. Hundreds of years of bowing to fictional descriptions of a series of Gods who are continually separating us from one another. It was such a tough mirror to face.

So, like never before, I was so proud to be a human being when people gathered in Paris and other cities of the world, showing that Life, above all, is what we treasure most and what unites us all.

Many humble thanks go to everyone who was out there on the streets marching on behalf of Life today. With your permission, from the wild northwest of Donegal where I am now, I would like to call you all my different other selves and join in your diversity and solidarity.

100_6017Tomorrow’s God does not require anyone to believe in God.” N.D. Walsch

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Tomorrow’s God is separate from nothing, but is everywhere present, the All in All, the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end, the sum total of everything that ever was, is now and ever shall be.” N.D. Walsch

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATomorrow’s God is without gender, size, shape, color or any of the characteristics o an individual living being.” N.D. Walsch

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATomorrow’s God talks to everyone all the time.” N.D. Walsch

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Tomorrow’s God is not a singular Super Being, but the extraordinary process called Life.” N.D. Walsch

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Waking up into the real dream

I lay in the grass with the pain of inner questions running through my mind, and my heart. And I wonder whether when we lie down for the imaginary  sleep, do we get to revisit the place once held our shape?
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Do we get to smell life the way we did that day? And feel the wind through the blades of grass, and stare into the eyes of a faithful friend who cannot speak, but it’s there for us?
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Is this what everyone else calls a ghost: us, reliving some of the moments  – when we felt so vulnerable and fragile, that we could have easily be melted by the rain – before sinking into oblivion, before waking up into another dream?
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What a terrible misunderstanding…

I love Paris in the spring time…

I love Paris in the fall

Paris is in the details
Paris is in the details

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles

There is never the same feeling when rediscovering a new angle
There is never the same feeling when rediscovering a new angle

I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles

Taking a rest in Luxembourg Gardens under the watchful eyes of time
Taking a rest in Luxembourg Gardens under the watchful eyes of time

I love Paris every moment

Time stands still on the Ile de la Cite
Time stands still on the Ile de la Cite

Every moment of the year

Surrender the charm of Le Petit Palais
Surrender the charm of Le Petit Palais

I love Paris, why oh, why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near.

Contemplating on the lawn of Musée des Arts Décoratifs
Contemplating on the lawn of Musée des Arts Décoratifs

I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall

Haunted passages of Paris are full of stories
Haunted passages of Paris are full of stories

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles

Some things never change and we don't want them to...
Some things never change and we don’t want them to…

I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh, why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near.

Waiting for the summerNote: “I love Paris” was written by Cole Porter.