Poetry By Boots

While exploring abandoned places I noticed that someone was hanging their poetry on the walls of abandoned buildings.... Being curious I googled it. Another fellow traveler doing her things. Love her poetry and her creativeness.

She describes herself as "I write poetry while traveling, photographing, & putting up poems in abandoned places."

Poetry By Boots

Fine and Dandy

“Gaslighting are lies with a purpose to confuse and control.”
Tamara

I have met people who claim to be a spiritual leader. In the beginning you are encouraged to speak, express your ideas, your beliefs, your truths. Slowly their words are injected into your thoughts, your words - at first a melding of ideas. In time your words, your thoughts fade then disappear and only their words, their truths remain. 

 
You wonder why you didn't see this when everyone else did....

It is so hard to break away and find yourself again. To find your heart that you foolishly gave away.

But my friend, you will

The Art of Seth

Learning to Transition...

...and suddenly you just know it's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.

Update on the back. X Rays were done, I should hear the results this morning. I am going to physical therapy to learn how to do exercises without causing more damage to my shoulder and back. It takes less than a hour to learn the new routine and I am excited I can get back to exercising. My shoulder is really doing well.

Not from my doctor, I received the usual lecture about doing things alone at my age. Sometimes a person doesn't need to hear those words especially when they are physically and mentally in a vulnerable place because sooner or later out of the ashes a very pissed off old fart will arise. When it is my time I would rather die doing what I love than sitting on the couch scared shitless that something bad is going to happen.

Talk about chicken little.

I haven't been able to make my bed, sweep, mop, vacuum...since I hurt my shoulder so I am going to surface clean today, figure out how to do laundry and then I am calling a housekeeping service and a plumber. I can't fix the toilet either - it requires being a contortionist.

This morning I grabbed my pillow, went outside, managed to get seated and sit cross legged. A few deep breaths. Meditation lasted 10 minutes with minimal pain. I was able to pull myself up and walk in the kitchen.

Every day I will continue to pull myself up, be it physically or mentally. Eliminating negative people from my life has become mandatory. I will not be "Chicken Little."

I will be picking up my van Thursday to get it packed.  Friday I will be driving down the road.  

Why go out like tears in rain?
Water curling down a drain
Courage, love, and dry your wings
Fly like a butterfly in Spring
Don't ask why, just do something and fly
Why not?
You're a butterfly

-Butterfly- deb talan