Deep In The Forrest

Feeling "ok" today, nothing to really make much note of... however, I feel a little mean. You know what I mean? If you have anything smart to say, then my response is... Yeah Me :)

It's getting colder, everywhere... Chillier days, falling leaves, life's chill. I still have my own warm heart to keep me going, that is if I can keep the fire burning. People do make it hard sometimes. We have to rise above things, and it's not always easy. Let me digress... Let's talk about something else besides my continuous growing pains. I can only imagine how boring that gets. Boy could I write a good book right now though. Going to get on that project soon... bet that. :) The weather has been giving me the lethargic and lazy qualities, so it's been a challenge for me to get everything accomplished. I have to be very tough on myself at times to meet my deadlines and get important work finished. There's really not much to report if I am not complaining about the current state of affairs in life, so I will just say that I am trying to get some work done, and listening to my Pandora Radio on my TV. Music always does help productivity for me. We'll see. ...

Hope everyone had a great, safe and fun Halloween weekend... Mine was pretty nice. Still I struggle to write, and search aimlessly for my muse. Maybe my muse is as dead as my heart sometimes? I don't know, we'll see. Moment to moment and I will continue each day to try a little harder to get back to full creative mode. Meanwhile, today I would like to pay tribute to our loved ones who have passed on, and remember them, celebrate them and thank them for having been a part of our lives and continuing to be so, in our hearts, in our souls, in our smiles, they live forever. I would like to share a quote given me by a good friend (niece's boyfriend), basically a family member (if you will), Eddy. "En la noche de la muerte, la esperanza ve una estrella, y escuchar el amor puede escuchar el susurro de un ala." It means... [In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.] As I may have mentioned before, even as we walk through sh...