There is a spot in the hallway where the vacuum cord stretches tight and won’t go any further. After you move the cord to a plug farther down the hall, you might notice that there is a patch of carpet that is out of reach no matter where you plug the vacuum in. I often wonder what kinds of dust and dirt have gathered there over the years.

You're the Cocaine In My Veins

Whenever my life goes a bit south, I like to listen to this song. Sometimes I feel like real human love is as unattainable as an illegal drug.

And darling, the dirt beneath your feet

And the scars that line your knees

Are what keep me moving on.

Filling Up a Blank Wall

new project: creating a ship 

supplies: paper, watercolors, yarn, quill & ink

{suggestions welcome}

Kick off your shoes and dance.

Swan Lake is My Sanity

I've been listening to the ballet suite for days. I just love it. 

You can hear the story of the girl-changed swan, of her falling in love, and of the plot thickening until tragedy strikes.

They Ask Me, What Is Reality?

    When I examine myself to answer this question; I find many answers. There is a reality that I believe is based upon the senses. The common phrase runs through my head “what you see is what you know”. I believe that what is real is what we can detect with our prime senses: sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell. Every human being owes most if not all of their understanding of reality to their senses. They are our gateway to the world around us, they are the portals through which reality enters and takes its form in our comprehension. 

    However, I do not personally think that reality stops here.  There is a reality that resides largely outside of our five senses. It is a reality of an unseen world, I have most often heard it called The Spiritual Realm. Now this title can mean several different things, but for me it is a world where there exist angels, demons, a divine and omnipotent God, a fallen angel called Satan, and perhaps even spirits of humans who no longer live in their earthly bodies. 

    I believe the Spiritual Realm can be anywhere and everywhere on this earth, and I believe that it extends beyond earth into the heavens and farther away than we humans could or ever will comprehend. I also believe in the human soul as a separate entity from the human body. The body may age and fade away with every other organic material on this earth, but the soul is a mysterious and spiritual being that resides inside a body and only leaves the body when the body can no longer house it. A soul is what makes me, well, me. It is not something I can see, though many people believe it to be visible in the eyes. “The eyes are the window to the soul”. It is a common phrase that I believe to possibly be true. When a person is dead, their eyes look obviously different. Perhaps the eyes are the only hint we have at the depth of our own selves. Perhaps it is in the eyes that we may glimpse an almost completely hidden spiritual world. Ironic much?

    I believe that reality is in two parts, it is a world that I have around me that I can perceive through my human senses and it is a world beyond the ordinary senses that I cannot prove. I could further this thought by saying that reality is what a person believes to be real. But I don’t believe that. And now I’m thinking myself into confusion.

Strep Throat Has Found Me Out In Ireland

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning.