I lay my head down
Feeling safe and protected
A rug now my bed
The dreamy night shadows
fall upon the familiar
and lead softly down
unlit trails of time
The truth of form
melts into blurry edges
atoms disperse among the ebony
and vision becomes
the two bit salesman selling you
It’s a shape
distorted and odd
forgotten and old
left behind from an ancient world
Or the blending of one
sinking into black
lording over the darkness
for you to find your way
I’m not gonna lie…this is pretty much how I feel. I’m exhausted from the last couple of days. Figuring out where I’m supposed to go, who everyone is, what I’m supposed to know (in a very general sense)…is enough to make my head explode. Don’t get me wrong–for the most part it’s been really pretty cool. I found out today I’m replacing someone who left and apparently they are grateful I’m coming on board. I got hugs today! Gosh, I never even got hugs after working for eight years with most my past co-workers.
But filling ones head takes its toll. I had a pounding headache today (well I didn’t drink enough water either).
I know it will come, but for now I want to just fall into my bed. Of course, when I do get in there, I toss and turn thinking about all I have to learn! Oh brother…I just can’t win. 🙂
That’s me though–I will press on. It’ll all be fine eventually. But for now, I am just going to crash. Hard. Nightie night.
And now the days grow as the Winter Solstice visited with the longest night.
The turning of the wheel continues its infinite progression towards the Equinox. It leaves tracks of glittering dust left on Mother’s skin.
Days will gather light while seedlings rest under dark and quiet earth. We pull the cloak of contemplation around weary winter waiting.
The candles are lit. Bring the sun to the longest night. In caves, in huts, in circles, in forests –draw down the light and return again. The light, the warmth, the green!
This we’ve asked, sung, chanted, drummed and danced in hopes that we continue to be a part of the never-ending cycle.