long waiting in the desert of the mind
hard derma full encapsulating steady sleep
the fragile point of all beginnings
waiting on the moisture breech
a liquid reach that feeds a timed response
within expands n stretches first the life-ped
stable
held to place
position for receiving grace
expansion reaching slow minute meanderings
away from all geometries of earth
reach reaching toward the sun
…..though futile in the reaching
still
one thrives within the warmth
relentless
until death
and more than often
turn to follow face and worship
with the rainbow colors
programmed
for the blooming
of life’s banner for the real

talasa







Another cloudy day. Last Sunday was such a treat ...having sun all day. Guess I have been spoiled with all the Florida sunshine. But then there is such a thing as too much of a good thing too.
Being Saturday may inspires me to do something different for a change. I have been waiting on a day with sun to walk the low tide. I am beginning to think that if I wait for sun it may not happen.
There is a standing stone cross emerging out of the sand a ways down the road. I am told that the Sea used to be 30 feet lower in the past. And that many old stone monuments and homes are now under sand.
We picked up a book on the local legends but I am finding that most of the english books are translated by French speaking individuals, and the flow of sentances may not always make sense. When I read them I always feel as if part of the story is missing. And travel folders are even worse. Guess one should just use their imagination.
I have also been working on a novel....chuckle...with me own take on the modern day Merovingians . Perhaps I will spend a bit o time on that too. After all, The powers that bee say that we all have a story to tell.:)
I finished the Berton Pictures on the kitchen cupboards. And I have been trying to get pics. Every time i take them some foggy etherial foam wanders into the pic. So i am going to recgarge me batteries and try again later. Then i will post them.
With all the wonder of the Korrigan and Fae I reposted a Fae Queen poem i wrote a few years back. If anyone is interested it is posted on

http://blog.myspace.com/teaandpi

Just a little something for Easter.
Going to try to find a place to attend services.
Funny...I was told they celebrate Easter on Monday. I need to clarify that and find out why.
Interesting.

A good page to see the local sights here at Michel en Greve

is here....great pics....hope you read French:)

http://www.infobretagne.com/saint-michel-en-greve.htm