Dreaming of Michaelangelo

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Saturn on a line A sun afire on strings and wires To spin above my head and make it right But any time you like You can catch a sight of angel eyes all emptiness and infinite And I dream of Michaelangelo when I’m lying on my bed I see God upon the ceiling I see angels overhead And he seems so close as he reaches out his hand But we Continue Reading

In the Dark

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When the music started I sank into my seat in the dark. It only took a second for my heart to unhinge from its axis. From there I was free. There’s something very liberating about going to a concert alone. I saw Luka Bloom play two weeks ago. It’s the treat I give myself every two years when he tours. Twenty years later and I keep going back for Continue Reading

Getting On With The Show

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Are you still here? I hope so. I’ve been away again. I can’t tell you how many times I sat down in the last few weeks and willed my brain to type a post. Blank screen. Every time. Unbloggable events continue to unfold in my life. But I think I’m slowly emerging from this funk. Even if I could legally write about the truth, some of it is too Continue Reading

Late Night

Listening to the song. Again and again. The spell it has on me. Rain in the moonlight. Steady drumming of my heart. Unbroken humming. Sweet breaths of sleep creep under the door. Alone at last. Curling into the sacred corner of the night. To be awake. To be still. To be free. To rise and soar. And remember no more. Hold me in Continue Reading

The Restart

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It seems that all my bridges have been burned But, you say that's exactly how this grace thing works It's not the long walk home that will change this heart But the welcome I receive with the restart       ~ Roll Away Your Stone, Mumford & Sons   For every day you stay away from writing, the harder it is to get back into it. Continue Reading

In My African Dream

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Have you ever bought a CD on the strength of it's cover? When I was 22 I walked into a music store and saw this: I'd never heard of the artist, had no idea about their music, I did not have much spare change, but knew I needed to hear it. The risk totally paid off. It was like unearthing a brilliant shiny gem. The music was so fresh! So Continue Reading

I’m Sorry

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Edenland's Fresh Horses post this week is a series of sentences starting with "Sorry". If you go over to Eden's post (and if you haven't, you should, it's compelling), you'll see it's nothing about apologies at all. It's about power. As women, as humans, we're stuck in an insidious spiral of apology. There's nothing wrong with being humble Continue Reading

An Inconvenient Grief

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I've been working on this post all week. Grief is proving so tricky to articulate. I've been so exhausted by it that I thought there was no way I could rise up to join with Edenland's Fresh Horses link up this weekend as well. Eden must be beautifully psychic or something because her topic this week is Funeral Songs. Ah perfect! I hope my post Continue Reading

Forty

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Bad - U2 (video link) If you twist and turn away If you tear yourself in two again If I could, you know I would If I could I would Let it go Surrender Dislocate Bono speaks to me. In song. He has for 25 years now. I told a fellow blogger this the other day. I told them that Bono sang those words about her. I think he sang them for Continue Reading