Healing

I am the one who is always doing something...
working,
playing,
going for a hike,
walking...
Rarely sitting still.

The past four days have definilty changed that!
All I have being doing is sitting and lying down.
It is strange what sickness does to you.

Of course I have had the urge to clean, and tidy up...
but I restrained.
Instead Christian moved the mattress into the living room,
And I fell deeply into the world of television,
something I rarely every do.

I rested, did an awful lot of resting.

Finally I am starting to feel better.
Not 100% yet, but that will be any day now.

Sometimes your body just needs a break.
I have not been to the doctor since 2005, so really I cannot complain
And two years of resting up and getting better must be taken seriously,
And so I did that.

Tomorrow I think I will take my needed rest out into the sunshine,
poolside, with my mom :)

Perfection

I used to write every single day. Putting my thoughts down onto paper, expressing my ideas, and simply just writing. However now a days I seem to be searching for the perfect words...the perfect thing to write about. Usually great things come to me at night, when I am lying in bed. However i never get up to write them down. I debate them over in my head and forget about them the next morning. Does that mean they were not important?

I need to learn to simply put the pen to the paper and let whatever comes out come out. It does not have to be perfect. It is not a graded paper like in College. It is my ideas, my expressions...whatever I say is ok.

Writing. I must continue to write.

100

This, my friends, is my 100th post!
I remember starting this blog,
and I was hesitant at first.

I am a very private person.
So putting my thoughts and feelings into words....
on the internet....for people to read.
Oh, how scary.

Yet, I jumped into this world of the unknown.
And I have been inspired my so many people.

This world of "blogging" has connected me.
It has got me in touch with me.
And it also has inspired me creativly.

It is so nice to see be able to connect with people,
even if you never meet them in person.

I guess that is part of being human,
searching for that connection, not feeling so alone.

There is this amazing web being weaved right here on the internet
Connecting people and inspiring people.
It is amazing what words can do.

So today is a little celebration for me.
A celebration of my creativity,
of my writing,
of my picture taking,
of my paiting.
Of all the things I enjoy doing...
and all the things I have been inspired to delve into more,
because of this amazing community right here.

Thank you for inspiring me...
and thank you to the only person who reads this....
it is nice to know that even though you are far away you still read what I write.

Happy 100th post to me!!

Love of a lifetime.

"When a trip goes right, things take on an inevitablilty, a momentum they never have in real life"

"With a place, as with a person, you sometimes find the one you have been looking for all your life and your surrendor is immediate, and you talk and talk all night, getting to know one another as if to pack several past lifetimes into a single evening."

"The space between is always the place of potential, of strange promise."

"The definition of love is that it defies all expectations."

"It was the times when nothing happened that convinced me that I had been changed for good; something had been placed in me - a thought, a dream, a question - that I would never manage to uproot."

"Nothing was happening, and I was happier than I'd been anywhere."

"There is only one time that you fall in love and feel, with trembling assurance, that your life is slipping away from you irreverisibly, and youa re delighted at the loss."

All of the above quotes are from an article in an old magazine I found which I saved for the beautiful photos inside. I never read the articles before, I had only looked at the fabulous photos. However the first quote in the article caught my eye, and it spoke volumes to me. The article is 'Cuba, arriving in a new life' by Pico Iyer and it was published in 2006 in 'Islands' Magazine. Oh Pico, your article was beautifully articulate. Everything he had said about Cuba I feel about Mexico.

Inside of me is this seed, this spark, that will not die. It is only looking and seeking to be nourished and filled with more. It will not go away. It will never go away. It is my destiny, it is me, it is everything I am.

I have traveled to many places before. I have enjoyed there company and there surroundings. I have even felt love for certain places. But nothing like I felt for Mexico. Nothing speaks to me more than Mexico does. I cannot even put into words the feelings that are going through my heart as I type this right now. But I can say that they feel amazing.