The flow of the universe moves through everything. Itʼs in the rocks that form, get pounded into dust, and are blown away, the sprouting of a summer flower born from a seed planted in the spring...forward off the shores of the ocean could carry you into peals of delight. Our souls feel good when we go with the flow of the universe. All we have to do is make the choice to ride its currents.

...this move and this life I chose was going to be simple was wrong. There are problems here, as there are anywhere. These are just scarier ones. Because it's him and I. Versus.. everything. Lack of money, no birthday presents, car problems, family health problems, Job stress... and yet it is okay. What they say is true you know. There is calm in the storm. We found each other at the center of it.

WARNING: This is a no-edit zone... Calm and Cool Doesn’t Produce. Passion Does. Recently, I listened carefully to opinions on disposition and their value regarding a discussion between two people that held opposing views. One was passionate, one was calm and cool. Afterward, there was a lot of post-discussion debate about which demeanor held more value. The consensus left me scratching my head...

I'm listening to some Postal Service and voice-of-Billy-Corgan[aka my dad] and it's calming me down. I feel less tense for now and I quite like it.

It's gone. My thoughts aren't hard to look at. The pictures are clear and I'm calm about it, so there's no problem. So, it would be easy to kill any of you. Maybe later. I'm busy right now. Putting together menus for next week, so I can't do it now. Stop talking about the sky. Who cares? It won't fall.

 With head bowed low, you count the steps Of your feet shuffling on the walk. Over the sounds of steps, birds, cars, and wind, You hear the scratchy call for ice cream. Since you are focused on the sidewalk...at first, as if timid and shy, Then quicker, in a crescendoed flurry. Suddenly, the dance stops and the leaves fall To rest, one on the grass and the other On the sidewalk. You look up and move on

Well, it's already the half way mark of this month and two and a half months until 2009. Looking back, it seems so fast. I hate it when that happens. Soon enough, we will have a new President and a lot of other stuff. It seems I might move again, but who knows?

... the stretch from where we are to where we need to be to create is too huge a gap to reach direct. So first we need to bridge the gap. BRIDGE THE GAP Sounds impossible, but it’s not. There are a few adjustments we can make that will help us do it: READ MORE Tags: creativity, chaos, author, writer, novelist, creative writing, balance, anxiety, upset, calm, serenity, peace, knowledge, wisdom

...a huge sign that says HIM? people would be so confused. well the men would be. i want to work at target or borders. my two favorite stores. they both make me feel at peace. it's calm there. i could just lay on the ground and nobody would bug me. i could explore every aisle and never get bored. all the fun things to do! read, play, listen. AHAHAHA! i just went on the mcd's website...

...lady bugs about the air. Into the afternoon, there still were the flying beauties of butterfkies and lady bugs. I didn't need lunch; to be honest today must have been a cleansing day for I felt soo calm and relaxed. Breakfast was modest and lunch was a grande frappucino, yet my body felt satisfied. There was something in the air. So my dear friend Caicina & I went to the 3pm Psychology majors meeting...