butterflies

tomorrow is wednesday.

recap

there are a few things i would just like to point out.
one) joe zambon in real life is just as amazing as joe zambon in cd. his show was awesome. of course including the talented women i know who captured us with the beauty and soul of their own music. oh, how sweet it is!
two) friends warm my heart. even after being away for an entire year, i can come back and have solid heartfelt conversations with people i love. what a gift. charlie, that includes you. you are a wonderful, wonderful woman.
three) happy birthday bosom buddy. look at you! this is quite the day, all things considering. *wink*
four) i'm house-sitting. it's kind of nice, the quiet is supposed to be helping me write my paper and finish this darn class once and for all...but i guess i can always find distractions.
five) there are now only 6 more days until wednesday. and wednesday will be a very very good day.
six) i'm supposed to be writing a paper right now. i guess old habits die hard.

june

my brain is everywhere sometimes. just floating around, observing things from the outside looking in. sometimes sleepy. sometimes over-thinking. sometimes wanting to hold tightly to everything around me. sometimes pondering. sometimes peaceful, giddy, excited, loving, living. sometimes worrying, fixing, problem solving, needing to find a solution. and sometimes, thinking back on what's happened days and weeks and months and years before now and finally getting it. finally understanding why, finally having an answer, finally learning.
when that happens it's like all the mist clears away and the sun comes out. and then i need to write it down before i forget. i sometimes wonder if God wired me this way, and why. or maybe i'm just a little bit crazy. it seems tiring sometimes. but i know i need to let myself jump into God's arms and rest there. he would be like my anchor. i need that. to abide in him.

oh june, i want to enjoy your moments. there is a very handsome wonderful wildly amazing so-and-so who is coming to visit at the end of these two weeks. but i have to remind myself not to just float on by the waiting. there is much to reap.

growing

illum oportet crescere me autem minui

[john 3:30]

west coast

i am craving sushi like none other.

ode to years past

the lights are dim
winter is cold and damp
but life grows there
quietly seeking
the warmth of the sun

spring smiles
breath quickens
anticipation grows stronger
the pendulum
swinging
time will tell

wait
a whisper moves
upwards

the night is warm
summer sits
soaking
dwelling
loving
a heart is unsure

autumn brings
a sudden gust of
unknown

wish for bridges

squeeze my hand, take the fright
wrap it up, give it to the night
and tell me stories of our glory days
shed the shy on this waterway

but i can't speak, i can't retreat
i'm here right now, and i know you know
you know how nice it was
here right now, we can't forget
no we can't forget how good it was

there's my boat ride to the other side
wish there was a bridge so we could walk it all night

[brooke waggoner]