The Internal Fire that Burns Forever

I just had to come back to this place one more time. I blog other places but this one is special to me. I started it because someone I care for most deeply said I should. I never met her face to face but if I had I know I would be even more enthralled, if that's possible, than I am now.

Watching the movie Titanic, listening to Celene Dion sing, I once more know the power our souls can muster. It is so inspiring to have a love that transcends all things, that came to be in an instant. We may never communicate again but my life will forever be full to overflowing because of her.

So even as the ship sinks...once more I open the door.

Near, far, where ever you are.................

I Just Had To Let It Go

The days turn into years. Sometime one has to know that the time to let it go has come. As I search for reasons why the time is now, I feel like I'm past understanding anything.

In the years of surfing the Blogs I have made a few cyber-friends and reconnected with some people from my past. But no one is really interested in my thoughts and dreams. They have their own lives and I don't. They are being very nice and give comfort where they can so I am not trying to belittle anyone. One can only hope their lives are a little better for having known or known of me.

In this final article by Ellen Goodman (via) we are reminded we can move on with grace and class if we want to. I will never forget those that befriended me or treat that kindness with anything but the utmost respect and gratitude. At this time in my life that is all I have to give.

I now admonish myself for not becoming a journalist, doctor, lawyer, or something. Instead I let myself become a nobody, a nothing. I can't even garner a few readers in a world full of people that fill the NETZ with every topic under the Sun. The fact that I'm a snail-like typer doesn't help much either.

I will leave this blog in place for the links. Hopefully someone will come across them.
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The Stars That Play With Laughing Sam's Dice

Looking up at the stars this New Year's Eve a recurring ponder fell once more into my thoughts of the past, present, and future. While reading an article about art in the NYT (HERE) I wondered why am I here and not, physically, able to be with the stars? The capture of time, in an art sense, is a beautiful accomplishment. It does link us to the past, present, and future by way of image and/or word but that link is not physically transverse able. The Universe is so vast yet I can move only slightly in the quantum so as to make it virtually non-existent to me in all but an imaginative, observational way. (like this)


Soon (relatively speaking) we may be able to move corporeally much farther than now, and so the stars will be attainable, but I wonder if our souls and wisdom will expand enough to make that a desirable thing. I hope so.

For now all I can do is wish all of us a happy and fruitful year!