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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

star tetrahedron

I'm not you. I know this because it is I, myself, that I spend time with when all of you are busy at the same time and forget me.

I love the rain and have come to the realization I must* live somewhere it rains often so my depression can be washed away just a frequently.

Be a square, be a circle; I'll continue morphing into a star tetrahedron.

PS, happy 21st birthday to me. I'm going to go climb trees in the rain. ciao.

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

h2o, my mom's lemon chicken, weed, after 2am.

I have tasty water, my mom's lemon chicken leftovers [amazing], my stash of medicinal herbs, and am sitting here contemplating my life.

Most recently, I need to slow down. I need a good few weeks on my own to sort some of my life out.

I would like to get back to eating 5 small meals a day as long as i eat until I'm full each time. I need to remember to pack myself food that I can easily eat in the car or simply eat before leaving for work.

I would like to take more time to spend with myself, and Vanilla Bean.

Live life to the fullest, with wisdom and good health.

2:30. ...zzZZ bonnenuit ;-*

Friday, June 17, 2016

Midsummer is on June 21st

Dedication takes time and cultivation for the passions we hold dear.

I allow myself to be abundantly me-worthy and give all that I may for others.

Another bonfire shall commence, but this one I believe will speak a truth I should keep in sight into the cold months of 2016; who knows what my decision to move to Washington will be.

I pray, I love, & I dream.

I know wishes come true, so I never need to wonder.

Good..morning. :)

Blessed be.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

What comforts me most...

I grabbed an old book that I never finished reading, and because it was about this completely other world and reality, and because I was flung smack back into that place, I realized what comforts me most.

When I grab a book or see a forest, a part of my brain depicts almost a shadow: A shadow whose eyes are my own when I look into the mirror, follow me? So whenever I read or my brain is creating imaginative realities, I sense my best friend, myself in all my truest glory; my imagination, my brain.
When I look in the mirror, I stare into my eyes, and what I see in their depths is exactly and everything my imagination is able to create and in the moment of seeing all at once, I feel home, and I feel safe.

Grow imaginations: Grow creativity.

Am I narcissist? I don't know, but I do know I absolutely love my brain, and the brains of every other human being.

We are so incredible, we just have to open our eyes and see the beauty we have within.
















^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Wow. I should apparently not write while high, which I have already done for the evening..

Goodnight. 7/6/16 2:35

Monday, December 7, 2015

2015

January: Moved into my first apartment.

February: Brought home the newest addition to my family, Fleur (Flake) the Ball Python.

June: Went with my family on a road-trip to Canada and Washington State to visit family and friends.

July: Became the singer/songwriter for the band Cosmic Lullaby.

September: Turned 20; started my third decade. Also, my boyfriend move in with me.

October: I discontinued working at Chuao Chocolatier.

November: Studio tiiiime for Cosmic Lullaby!
Met my biological-father's dad; I MET MY GRANDFATHER!

December: -tba-

Dear Kaylin,

   One year ago, I heatedly poured all of my bottled emotions out onto my best friend-- my sister, and it burned her. There were many factors that fed my outburst, and none of them excuse how I handled myself...

Kaylin, I am sorry. I have learned a lot about myself and others within the past year and I am hoping we can communicate again. I love you and you cross my mind every day.

My cell number is still the same; call me?

Your goof, dork, and Pooh-Bear Companion,
Sarah