Archive for May, 2008


Scobie and Poppet

IMG_1066, originally uploaded by k8et.

Changed to a new layout scheme – only one post will show, and the theme will change it’s colors to compliment the photo. Look in the archives for the past entries! ETA: UGH. new theme eliminated my widgets (links in sidebar) and archive doesn’t even seem to work. Can’t change it back from here for some reason, will have to fix it at home tonight!!

Photo: My “little brother” (parents’ dog) Scobie. And my Poppet – from the artist Lisa Snellings Clark. There are photo pools and photos on her website of poppets travelling the world!

Note from the Universe today:

There are no accidents.

If it’s appeared on your life radar, this is why: to teach you that dreams come true; to reveal that you have the power to fix what’s broken and heal what hurts; to catapult you beyond seeing with just your physical senses; and to lift the veils that have kept you from seeing that you’re already the person you dreamed you’d become.

And believe me, that was one heck of a dream.

http://www.tut.com

Ripples

Ripple Capacitor in B&W, originally uploaded by macaSTAT.

do not ponder the end.

healing is not an ending…

it is our daily practice.

-tony macasaet

Lost and Found

Definitely have lost and found parts of myself this week…

Lost and Found (Charlotte Martin)

A garment of praise for the spirit of heaven who saw me
I must rip out of the twines of the times that still bind me

Spend my whole life on trial
Trying to compare
To nothing there

Mmm I know your voice through the noise of a million doves crashing
I hear the words of the wings in the middles of thrashing

Up to the night
Ready to fight
For their repair

Lost and found in a feeling that I can’t explain
It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name
It’s fearless and obsessed
And it’s chasing me all the way around
Round

Lunatic a little pick of damage and fiesto
Oh I’ve been a prize of the lies of the world from the getgo

But you see past pretending
And you see nothing
That ever could scare you

Lost and found in a feeling that I can’t explain
It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name (name)
It’s fearless and obsessed
And it’s chasing me all the way around
Round

Billions and millions
And thousands of red shifts
You call me
And I’m so in shock
That I hardly accept what this means

Ooh I analyze us in vain
Me and all my explaining
Oh I’ll never fit in the box of the girl you call tame
Tame

Lost and found in a feeling that I can’t explain
It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name (name)
It’s fearless and obsessed
And it’s chasing me all the way around
Round
Round I go

Only when you are open to change are you being true to you.

Jenny Ludders,
Tofo, Mozambique

For some more universal truths and photos as Ida travels the globe, visit her blog daily.