My in-between jobs time is disappearing. By the end of this week I will be either fully or halfway employed. That's employed by people who will pay me for the time I spend on their behalf ( Read more... )

Ha ha a bit of writing on my future husband (#145772 and counting) Sufjan Stevens. You should listen to this song, though, it's amazing.Orly’s Every Thought During all Seventeen Minutes and Two Seconds of ‘Djohariah’ by Sufjan Stevens ( Read more... )

It's begun to rain, but it's only summer rain. So it's coming down fast and light and makes the air smell like the earth. It's all the elemental elements in one - the heat of summer for fire, the rain for water, air and earth becoming one. It's refreshing. Up until now the heat has been so still and so heavy. It made me walk between my Mum's office ( Read more... )

I've been using this time to imagine myself in a new way, cosmically ordering things into place ( Read more... )

You find me mid-beginning of a fresh life experiment ( Read more... )

There's a poem by Mary Oliver that I'm reading and re-reading constantly. It's kind of my new year's resolution for how I want to carry on...

Here's the full poem, and here's a piece of the poem ( Read more... )

After a bit of twitter to and fro about when this current decade that we're in begins, I thought it was kind of interesting enough to blog about.

Is 2010 the beginning of our current decade or is 2011?Decades are sets of 10 years, and as the AD counting of years begins with 1AD and not 0AD, the first set of 10 years since the beginning of counting ( Read more... )

2010, one line from my livejournal per month. I did say that I enjoy a list.

January
Everything is positive and potential-tastic.

February
[Nothing to tell]

March
I got a little obsessive about running order.

April
But not my real hat as I have mislaid that somewhere (possibly the swimming pool).

MayI probably need to try harder and be more ( Read more... )

In the words of Evita... so what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall. So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall. Where am I going to? You'll get by you always have before ( Read more... )

This is the most beautiful season. Even when the air is solid with wet, and the sky is infinite slate, the golds and greens and bronzes and reds of the trees and falling leaves take my breath away. A bright yellow leaf fell in front of me with a loud slap coming home last night. It felt like the full stop of something ( Read more... )