'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣
L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.
PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions:
I have goals of writing a poetic sketch every day. I have over 5,000. I attempt to edit and post one every time I blog. I may include the weather because it is very grounding. It is tempting to live life in the head, and equally dangerous. I try to connect with the people I live with as well as family and friends who live elsewhere. I attempt to notice the beauty of nature around me and note that here. I jot down what others say! People are much funnier than I am and they give me ideas. I pay tribute to those who have helped me get this far. My days and months are according to the Bahá'í year. Each is an attribute of God: Bahá - Splendor, Jalál - Glory, Jamál - Beauty, 'Azamat - Grandeur, Núr - Light, Rahmat - Mercy, Kalimát - Words, Kamál - Perfection, Asmá' - Names, 'Izzat - Might, Mashíyyat - Will, 'Ilm - Knowledge, Qudrat - Power, Qawl - Speech, Masá'il - Questions, Sharaf - Honor, Sultán - Sovereignty, Mulk - Dominion, 'Alá' - Loftiness.
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Wordsmitty ✍️ Thanks for stopping by. 40 words limits what can be conveyed, but that's the point of the challenge. By-the-way, Mark couldn't say green as a child, so 'gleen' it was.
QPdoll I pack my trauma and take it with me thinking I've left the unhappiness behind. It doesn't quite work that way. I know I'm learning a lot right now. Some of it isn't fun.
Life is so short. I've learned that, but I don't know that I've learned to be happy where I'm at. I sometimes forget all the blessings I have and yearn for what I don't have.
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