I am so glad to be living with like-minded people. People with whom I can connect with, share, laugh, love and be safe with.

Lyn and Joy, you guys rock.

Here is where God blesses.

You think he's alive but the flies make you wonder...

It suddenly hit me today that there is no definitive authority in understanding life. To be thought to be ridiculous isn't an indication that change is necessary, or inevitable, or that it will happen toward the sunlight of sanity. Which is why, I have found that I am simply incapable of expressing disagreement, perhaps? I leave the expression of my thoughts hanging, to be filled in as life rushes through. I volley ideas and words, none indicating a permanent stance, but rather another footstep in the journey. Towards? Somewhere good. But it isn't here.

To be conclusive, is to fall short of reality.
If convenience is the order of today,
I choose conviction.

I am so afriad that one day, North America will become 'normal' to me. And that the cutesy little island will become exotic and foreign.

I know that when that day comes, I would have lost a little piece of myself.
The piece that stops the days from getting dark.

I don't want this place to become my home.

I am learning that my invisibility doesn't really have much to do with my height, but rather, the colour of my aura.

I am not going to beat myself up for the vision that rises before my eyes, but only force myself to step through it with grace.

Remember not to confuse the symptoms with the root of the disease. Western medicine has left us bereft of meaning in the notion of 'health'.

I don't listen to the voices that seem to speak to a persona that doesn't exist, when their eyes are glancing at me. When my name isn't safe in your mouth, your words will sound like they are miles away, alien and inconsequential.

I'm not running dry.

In the morning in the winter shade....
I thought I saw you breathing.

You were the sweetest thing that happened to me last summer. Thank you for taking me in, making me family, and completing the precious that I had. For showing me who they were by showing who you are.

Oh the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

You have demonstrated that God is good. And I'm sorry I won't see you next summer.

Oh the glory when he took our place
And he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

Casimir Pulaski Day ~ Sufjan Stevens