We are in a boat, sailing towards the open sea, there is no-one here, but you and I. The sails are full of the crisp cool air, and the sea is sparkling like a brilliant emerald. The seagulls dance all about the mast, as if in a ballet they were cast. The air is sweet and fragrant to smell, and in the distance we hear the peal of a bell. We lie there counting castles in the clouds, and minstrels playing for the crowds. As each cloud passes we change its shape, to a prince so handsome in a velvet cape. The sun adds its charm to this beautiful day, with remembrances of flowers that bloomed in May. Snuggled together we adore the sights, as dusk brings the glow of soft harbor lights. With the night so warm and ever so serene, we fade off to sleep in a romantic dream. The water ’round the boat is gently lapping while bundled up together we lay napping. Sleep a peaceful sleep.
I have been called many things on my journey, Professor, White Wolf, Rainbow Warrior and Spirit Walker. I had a blog on blogger.com for a number of years. I think the last post was when Papa passed back in 2012. I had also written for World Wide Hippies online mag for a year or so and even won a Golden Note for online writing. I got burned out writing and decided to stop for a bit. The only writing I did was comments on things I shared on Facebook. Unfortunately, that often got into a lot of angry and ugly talk. I try to maintain my cool, but there are just some unreasonable people out there. I found it emotionally and spiritually draining.
I saw my niece's blog on here and thought that maybe it was time to resurrect Thoughts On A Cloudy Day. These are my thoughts and meanderings. You can accept them or walk away. I hope that in some way, these thoughts can spark other thoughts and sharing by people around the world. My dream is to make the world a better place for all people.
My heart to your heart, one hear, one spirit.
Thoughts On A Cloudy Day 