Dark And Wonderful

I often get very sad and moody. I blame it on the fact that I feel too much. I constantly feel like I am melting into a puddle of tears. I cry when I visit the Peta website, I swear in frustration when I watch the news, I always cry when I remember things about my failed relationship, I feel sick for weeks after watching sad movies and I even cry when I watch Oprah or the Dog Whisper on TV. It is ridiculous, a simple song on the radio can reduce me to tears. Its not that I am complaining, actually it's quite the opposite. I love that I feel to much. I love that I am so passionate about so many things. I love that I take everything personally, I always put myself in others figurative shoes (especially animals) and I often get too emotionally invested in things. I simply adore that about myself. I have learnt to embrace my dark side. I have learnt to treasure my tears because if I am crying, it means I am alive and I feel. Please remember that, treasure the tears, love the pain, each little moment in the darkness makes you stronger. And I am now stronger than I have ever been. And each second spent in the dark brings us closer to the light. So here I am loving my dark and wonderful soul and waving my freak flag high (I highly recommend it) :) G

A Poem To Inspire.

I absolutely love this poem by Mary Oliver. It inspires me to keep taking the steps that are leading to the life I want. It inspires me to wake up each morning, even when the world is so grey and lonely. It inspires me to treasure my journey, reminding me that my dreams are important and the things I want, I truly do deserve. It helps me drown out the thoughts that others have put into my mind, that I am not enough or I am not worthy and allows me to hear my own inner voice loud and clear. This is a poem I wanted to share with you because it is so true, you can not fix anyone else's brokeness, or save them, like you so desperately want to do, the only one you can truly save is you. And you are the only one who can save you. I hope this inspires you. Kisses G

The Journey by Mary Oliver.

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Poem For The Day.

Night on the Island by Pablo Neruda.

All night I have slept with you
next to the sea, on the island.
Wild and sweet you were between pleasure and sleep,
between fire and water. Perhaps very late
our dreams joined
at the top or at the bottom,
Up above like branches moved by a common wind,
down below like red roots that touch.

Perhaps your dream
drifted from mine
and through the dark sea
was seeking me
as before,
when you did not yet exist,
when without sighting you
I sailed by your side,
and your eyes sought
what now--
bread, wine, love, and anger--
I heap upon you
because you are the cup
that was waiting for the gifts of my life.

I have slept with you
all night long while
the dark earth spins
with the living and the dead,
and on waking suddenly
in the midst of the shadow
my arm encircled your waist.

Neither night nor sleep
could separate us.

I have slept with you
and on waking, your mouth,
come from your dream,
gave me the taste of earth,
of sea water, of seaweed,
of the depths of your life,
and I received your kiss
moistened by the dawn
as if it came to me
from the sea that surrounds us.

Shhhhh, it's a secret.

Ok I am going to tell you a secret...it's a big one, so listen carefully. I am a bit nervous because I haven't seriously told anyone, for real...so here it goes. I have a huge secret obsession with children's books and I want to one day illustrate them! Eeek well there is is! :) I love children's books and I remember all the joy I got from them as a child. I especially loved the elaborate, detailed illustrations. I had many favorites (which I still adore, I have never grown out of them). I must say I normally change my dream career monthly as I get bored so easily, but this one has hung around for a while now. I also wouldn't mind writing a few stories. Anyway so there it is my secret confession for today, its the dreaming that makes it exciting!! One day...G x

I WANT...please.

How adorable is this little heart shaped frying pan. I feel like I need to have one in my life, I would love to make little heart shaped eggs...or even better heart crumpet!s :) Do you want one too, you can buy one here. Yay! G x

Poetry For Today.

Wait for me - Konstantin Simonov.

Wait for me and I'll return, only wait very hard.
Wait when you are filled with sorrow as you watch the yellow rain.
Wait when the wind sweeps the snowdrifts.
Wait in the sweltering heat.
Wait when others have stopped waiting, forgetting their yesterdays.
Wait even when from afar no letters come for you.
Wait even when others are tired of waiting.

Wait for me and I'll return, but wait patiently.
Wait even when you are told that you should forget.
Wait even when my mother and son think I am no more.
And when friends sit around the fire drinking to my memory
Wait and do not hurry to drink to my memory too.

Wait for me and I'll return, defying every death.
And let those who do not wait say that I was lucky.
They will never understand that in the midst of death
You with your waiting saved me.
Only you and I will know how I survived:
It was because you waited as no one else did.

Thought For The Day.

Things That Make Me Happy Today :)

Hello..is it me you're looking for?

Shew, it has been a long time since I was here. It makes me sad. Things have just been so crazy. I have not had any free time whats-so-ever. But I guess that is the way the world works, we have to learn to make time...so here I am :) I hope you are all well, it is so good to be back :) G

Thought For The Day.

Artist Of The Day.

Mark Demsteader does the most beautiful contemporary figurative art. Largely self taught having spent many years studying the figure at life drawing classes and developing a unique style through close observation of the human form. His powerful depictions of the female form in clean and assured lines of pastel and gouache have sparked a renaissance of interest in traditional life drawing. This immense technical ability is tempered by the natural sensitivity with which he imbues each subject. Although isolated in the picture plane each model seems to live and breathe, their expression and poise conveying a sense of narrative that invites the viewer to ask more questions about them than the artist answers. I really enjoy his work, it inspires me to paint. And the fact that he uses gouache as his medium is amazing, very few artists use gouache as it is a fairly temperamental medium. I think I might take out my gouache and play :) G