Creative Meanderings

My ramblings and wanderings through life

  • It’s been ages, I know…. My computer was away and so my blog has lapsed… Plus, now I’m thinking about changing hosts for my website again as I’m too dependent on my Mac to be able to update….Anyway, I babble. On April 16, Tom Jones was in town and I was there to take it in. Truth be told, I wasn’t really sure I knew who this guy was, but once I heard…

  • My bag is packed and waitingThe sights to see I am anticipatingYet it somehow seems less exciting Without you. Tomorrow I’ll be in a different placeUnknowns of culture and people to faceInteresting experiences to be had should be the case But without you. It is really only for a few daysSpace and time away really paysTo make the heart grow in ways So it must be – Without you. -T~April 1, 2010

  • Well, it’s been a year already since I took my first solo trip. Last year, I was pretty excited about my trip to Egypt, but this year I feel a bit differently about my heading to Jordan. Initially, I didn’t really want to do this trip alone as I sorta learned my lesson from traveling alone in this region, but then no one could go or wanted to go with me and I…

  • The horns honkThe sirens blareAnd I do not care. The men gawkThe people stareAnd I do not care. The temperatures can conkThe weather may always be fairBut still I do not care. For nothing can knockMe out of this state, so rareBecause it’s for you That I care. -T~March 15, 2010 PS Not a great one, but am trying with different techniques…. 😀

  • Nothing creative today, though my emotions run high still with love, laughter and joy. Sometimes I think I need to be pinched to shake me out of this state of bliss I’m in. Yet, the truth is, why should anyone want out of this state??? So, I’m writing a more personal entry today – not usually found on my normal blog even- but, I think it gives some context to my current and…

  • You are my north star as the Earth spins You are my sun as the clouds roll in You are my pillar as the ground moves and shifts You are my direction as the wind blows. It’s in your embrace I feel safe It’s in your hands I feel sure It’s in your eyes I see security. For you remain my constant as life races on. -T ~March 9, 2010

  • I cannot access my regular blog while my usual computer is having surgery fixing its screen. So, this arena must suffice to carry my thoughts, which I prefer to keep separate from my writing – though I can’t really explain the logic behind doing that…. Lately, I’ve been considering the concept of being “an academic” and what exactly that means, looks like or embodies. I like to study, research, read. I love literature…

  • It’s as if… …I’ve been waiting all my life for you.…I’ve always known you deep within.…I’ve never really known love before. It’s as if… …you read my thoughts before I say them.…you know my heart without the words.…you have always loved me – and I you. -T~February 28, 2010

  • The writer longs for descriptionThe painter craves expressionThe sculptor aches for formationThe actor dreams of recognition and to what end? For whom do we describe our thoughts and feelings?From whom do we need to be recognized?For what do we desire to make form?For what do we gain recognition? is it to make the world better?is it to leave our mark? Is it possible for our creative angst to be relieved? -T~February 28, 2010

  • Sometimes I worry and fretSometimes I imagine what hasn’t happened yet. My heart still shudders at the memoryOf when you were away from me. And there are times when the fear sets inWill he still love me tomorrow…? But, then I see you and you smileThen I know all my worrying was not really worthwhile. -T~February 16, 2010

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