you know how i feel...


The green bird has come or haven't you noticed?
The universe speaks.
You ready 4/2 Change?


Blog Title:Feeling Good
By:Michael Buble'
- posted by Cheryl @ 8:17:00 PM

 
how much weight?


what we carry on our backs is far more important than your realize... on sooo many more levels than the human mind can fathom
stop calling, stop long enough to realize you had it all long...
tap into it... heal

Blog Title:Calling All Angels
By:Jane Siberry
- posted by Cheryl @ 9:12:00 PM

 
Oh no, not me...


So for the past few (or more) days I have been thinking to myself that I must keep up on posting some thought provoking tidbits on my blog now that my website has "come out of the closet" so to speak.

Another side of me, the one holding me up by a thin golden thread says just talk about how depressed everyone you know has become. How I am hearing more and more of middle aged women being cast aside for a younger model or how the single parent/ coupled empty nesters have nothing to look forward to as thier kids wont be able to support a family they planned on having someday, people loosing incomes, homes, self respect ...

Who the hell wants to read about that. Who really wants to know thier neighbor has to make a choice between food or gas in thier car to get to a job that doesnt pay all the bills?

Noone likes reality, but there it is staring you right in the face, right next to you on the bus, on the highway, in the grocery store, at the doctors office or better yet, in the mirror...

We gave up our control...

Blog Title:The Man Who Sold The World
By:David Bowie - Cover by Nirvana
- posted by Cheryl @ 8:54:00 PM

 
the choice is yours...


A friend on Facebook posted a very soulful passage I haven't come across in some time.
It is such a blessing to recognize those subtle reminders that pop up at just the right moments in our lives.
Those syncronistic nudges from the universe always bring us back to ourselves in such a gentle way...

Enjoy!

The Invitation

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love, for your dreams,
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow,
if you have been opened by life's betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain,
mine or your own, without moving to hide it
or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own.
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy
fill you to the tips of your fingers
and toes without cautioning us
to be careful, be realistic,
remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty every day,
and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine,
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,“Yes.”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live,
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what
or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,
and if you truly like the company
you keepin the empty moments.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer, from the book The Invitation

Blog Title:Come As You Are You Are
By:Nirvana
- posted by Cheryl @ 9:23:00 PM

 
and i dont want the world to see me...


As I sit here and contemplate writing a bio for my readings page, I think of whole exposing myself on the "www" thing. I do understand my website scratches a bit beneath the surface of who I am, what i think etc but I have stopped short of the "I am Cheryl and my abilities range from the hyperesthetic use of .... "

Not sure what thats all about, In any event you will know me soon enough.

Namaste ^i^

Blog Title: Iris
By:Goo Goo Dolls
- posted by Cheryl @ 8:56:00 PM

 
ive got my memories...


I may not appear to be here although I am working on it. Slow and steadily updating and moving one more step forward with my website. The archives are a cool place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there.

Ooh and one more thing, I need a little help getting my forum back up. I am sure it is a simple fix. Anyone?

Blog Title: This is Home
By:Switchfoot
- posted by Cheryl @ 9:57:00 PM