Category Archives: Thoughts

Snow

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As I watch the snow fall… I feel lighter… I feel brighter… Tis a new season… be it colder… it is a time to hibernate… renew emotions and ponder feelings…

As I watch the snow fall… I feel like a child…Trying to catch a flake, how wonderful it tastes… 

As I watch the snow fall… I know… everything will be fine…  For snow is like pain, it can amount to so much so quickly, yet with time and warmth it dissolves and turns to the purest form of life…

 

It really is snowing outside!!! 🙂 I feel better… thank you for all your love and light… I am truly blessed to know such amazing people!

A light in a dark place

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As of late I have been in a dark place. I find my mind and soul are fighting… the ego is putting me in this game once more… It is taking its toll… I am tired. I know some have voiced there concerns… I am sorry. It has crept into my writing. It has seeped into my work.


I always try to write about emotions and pain… with a hope and dream involved… the light in a dark place… I try to give hope because somewhere inside I have hope. Yet my hope is tired and needs a rest… its burdens have taken a toll… so here I am in a dark place waiting for my light. And it shall come… I think I see a faint glow… so for those on their journey. I am on mine…I must wait and see what evolves… I shall see the light. I shall be lighter. For now… I apologize for my work… 

It is my journey


Sincerely yours,

Enreal

Love

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When does love become a burden? I normally do not write about love. It is a bittersweet choice. I am so “in love” with the thought of something so intangible, so abstract… ethereal. Something I feel in my gut… the butterflies… I long for it. Yet I claim it does not exist. People I know find me a bit pessimistic. I consider it a choice. Be real, honest… why put hope into something that does not exist in the romanticized way… A love so profound its essence is perfect… Why try to explain the void… there will always be some kind of a void… 

This is the sadness I feel about love. I have that same sadness for love of my family. After my father passed away I felt a void. It is there with me… We were close but only so for a short time. We became friends during the later part of his life.  

 

A sadness can be so pure it can be mistaken for love. Love can be so deep… it can be mistaken for sorrow… So I go back to my start… When does love become a burden? Must we be strong of heart or of mind? Can we exist to be torn in two? As the Soul and the Mind? This delicate thing which though immaterial can rage wars, build empires, and shatter lives… Love can bring nirvana, yet cause insanity… Love.

“Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.”
 

~William Shakespeare

 

 

 

 

 

 

A myth

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The Origin of Light

 

Native American Lore

 

In the early times, there was only darkness; there was no light at all. At the edge of the sea a woman lived with her father. One time she went out to get some water. As she was scraping the snow, she saw a feather floating toward her. She opened her mouth and the feather floated in and she swallowed it. From that time she was pregnant.

Then she had a baby. It’s mouth was a raven’s bill. The woman tried hard to find toys for her child. In her father’s house was hanging a bladder that was blown up. This belonged to the woman’s father. Now the baby, whose name was tulugaak (Raven), pointed at it and cried for it. The woman did not wish to give it to him but he cried and cried. At last she gave in and took the bladder down from the wall and let the baby play with it. But in playing with it, he broke it. Immediately, it began to get light. Now there was light in the world, and darkness, too.

When the woman’s father came home, he scolded his daughter for taking the bladder down from the wall and giving it to the child. And when it was light, tulugaak had disappeared.

an Alaskan Myth from the Inuit

 

There is always some truth behind myths, some knowledge which one receives from the heavens to share for eternity… a tale to live forever in our minds… to grow in thought and escape into freedom… Words to inspire great vision… a great vision we can journey towards… it is in these visions, these myths… these tales which inspire us to bring forth salvation and great possibilities…


Let us create through thought… let us live through visions… let us believe in myths and fairy tales… We were given our minds… our hearts… the capacity for such greatness…Let us believe in something…

Silent Night

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The sky is ever so fair

Stars glisten, blissfully unaware

The ray of orange surpassing their might

As rays of sun blind us from eternal a night

 

The wind nestles the trees

Promising release and reprieve

The onus unfair

Leaving promises forever to bear

 

Ponder these tasks upon these silent nights

Watch the light dance upon the moon sunlight

Reflect as reflections do

Shimmer and dance into something new

Yet when reflections fade

Remember it and gaze into darkenss

Sit in silence

For these are the silent nights

 

When the night is nearly spent

We watch and wait

For the dawn is the new fate

And dawn shall bring a new day

And day shall bring a new night

A silent night

We shall wait

The journey

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I have come a long way
Journeyed a quiet pass
Explored a closed passage
Fallen away to the past

I have learned of virtue
I have learned of pain
I have learned to be patient
even learned to tempt fate…

All my wandering
All my travels rest
I am left in solace
I am quietly blessed

For time is wisdom
Wisdom is gained
The road to discovery
Forever I paved

 

Though simple it seems

We often learn more from our dreams

To follow the everyday path

To remember the meanings have passed

To look for the journey

We must look for the pain

To look for happiness

We must be able to envision the same