I love to speak your language.
I love the utterances which come forth from the letters that spell the prose as they glide from my new tongue,
the smell of printed words on paper that I pen letters of passion to my love,
and the taste of promise as I lick the seal. I’m coming.
As before and soon again I’ll cross seas to get to you … to breathe in the scent of you,
in flight until I perceive you, feel high to be near you,
two-decades-long affair (and more) still my eyes do not believe I see you. I stare.
Smiling at our memories, want to start from where we used to be all happy and at ease … can’t wait to drink your wine, and to taste your cheese.
Sometimes in my reverie, I think of you to be
too old and erudite for me. Too cultured and highbrow it seems über chic in your designer jeans
sitting in old world cafés, strolling The Champs Elysées to the genesis of art the cobbled streets of Montmartre
while I just try to keep up.
But that’s the beauty of Europe.
We’re all just trying to be. That’s what you remind me.
Man, I love you.
Why did I ever leave you?
I Climb your tower
and while on top
screaming, stinging tears of joy my cries so primal
the mother land hears his name … Eiffel.
This is an excerpt from a poem I wrote about the place I have had a love affair with since high school. Paris...is my forever love
will never be another love
can’t stay away from you love.
See you soon, love ; )
Bisous!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
It Ain't Easy Bein' Me
mighty girl
dignified lady
gutsy broad
courageous queen
super fly chick
beautiful babe
dignified lady
powerful woman
femme fatale
gutsy broad
foxy dame
courageous queen
HOWEVER YOU IDENTIFY ...
THIS WEEKEND
THIS WEEKEND
FIND A WAY TO EXPRESS
YOUR FEMININE ENERGY
FIERCELY
AND
WITHOUT
APOLOGY
Bisous
Thursday, April 7, 2011
A Letter to My Other Self
I was reading the work of Burt Goldman the other day about Quantum Jumping - which is based on the revelations of Max Planck one of the founding fathers of Quantum Theory.
Mr. Goldman asserts that one of the biggest breakthroughs in quantum physics is what’s known as “split reality”. According to Mr. Goldman, every decision that we make causes a “split in reality” and creates two alternate versions of ourselves … the one version living out the decision that we consciously made and the other version living out the alternate choice in an alternate universe.
Man, that’s crazy. But interesting.
He states that all we have to do to cross over into the alternate universe - the one where the other us made the better choice, and is living a king’s life – is to transfer our thoughts there.
I supposed he meant meditation. So I’ve tried meditating to the other side, and I still haven’t been able to talk to the Terri that was me … before ... or is it ... the Terri that is me ... there. Anyway, I suspect she’s too busy in Paris being her fabulous self. I’m gonna try again tonight and if I can’t reach her, then tomorrow Imma write me a letter. ((giggle))
I don’t know about all of that, but what I do know is that we strong, healthy, beautiful, educated, worthy, independent, powerful, loving, progressive and free-willed women have it all within us - to be or to do – to compete and to conquer.
And so we shall.
Bisous!
http://www.quantumjumping.com/
Mr. Goldman asserts that one of the biggest breakthroughs in quantum physics is what’s known as “split reality”. According to Mr. Goldman, every decision that we make causes a “split in reality” and creates two alternate versions of ourselves … the one version living out the decision that we consciously made and the other version living out the alternate choice in an alternate universe.
Man, that’s crazy. But interesting.
He states that all we have to do to cross over into the alternate universe - the one where the other us made the better choice, and is living a king’s life – is to transfer our thoughts there.
I supposed he meant meditation. So I’ve tried meditating to the other side, and I still haven’t been able to talk to the Terri that was me … before ... or is it ... the Terri that is me ... there. Anyway, I suspect she’s too busy in Paris being her fabulous self. I’m gonna try again tonight and if I can’t reach her, then tomorrow Imma write me a letter. ((giggle))
I don’t know about all of that, but what I do know is that we strong, healthy, beautiful, educated, worthy, independent, powerful, loving, progressive and free-willed women have it all within us - to be or to do – to compete and to conquer.
And so we shall.
Bisous!
http://www.quantumjumping.com/
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Seesaw
How peculiar would it be to be browsing around in a flea market, minding your own business, and come across a picture of yourself? Imagine how much more eerie that might be if that flea market were in another country – one that you had never visited before.
This was my dream.
In the Polaroid, I am teetering in the air on one half of a seesaw. My face is beaming and I’m laughing, swallowing gulps of air as I rise towards the sky. The photo is taken at an angle which captures me in perfect perpendicularity to the ground; so I feel, looking at it that my playmate, who is absent from the snapshot, is a friend. You’ll understand my friendship theory, and how different my expression might have been if you’ve ever been on a seesaw with someone who is NOT your friend, who weighs twice as much as you do, and holds you in the air at a forty-five degree angle until you contemplate jumping, only to quickly dismount so that you come crashing to the ground. Hard.
Seesaws are a simple example of a mechanical system with two equilibrium positions. One side is stable, while the other is unstable. I’ve been getting back to the basic concepts of happiness that I’ve known for many years, but that I somehow had forgotten – which include – knowing yourself and being balanced.
Keep your balance and make sure the person on the other side is a friend.
Bisous!
This was my dream.
In the Polaroid, I am teetering in the air on one half of a seesaw. My face is beaming and I’m laughing, swallowing gulps of air as I rise towards the sky. The photo is taken at an angle which captures me in perfect perpendicularity to the ground; so I feel, looking at it that my playmate, who is absent from the snapshot, is a friend. You’ll understand my friendship theory, and how different my expression might have been if you’ve ever been on a seesaw with someone who is NOT your friend, who weighs twice as much as you do, and holds you in the air at a forty-five degree angle until you contemplate jumping, only to quickly dismount so that you come crashing to the ground. Hard.
Seesaws are a simple example of a mechanical system with two equilibrium positions. One side is stable, while the other is unstable. I’ve been getting back to the basic concepts of happiness that I’ve known for many years, but that I somehow had forgotten – which include – knowing yourself and being balanced.
Keep your balance and make sure the person on the other side is a friend.
Bisous!
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