First, I'll start with my somewhat disappointing attempts at losing weight the past few months. I've lost 13 pounds in 3 months, but recently hit a plateau. I was basically low carbing two meals a day, working out 5 times a week for 45 minutes (biking/walking), and was getting down about lack of results. So this past week I decided I needed a break...FROM EVERYTHING. I ate what I wanted and didn't exercise...how did I feel? Like total crap. I felt like a no energy sloth slug. And I gained 5 lbs.
So I'm wondering if my mindset was not right somehow. I have basically been using the message that I want to be healthy and whole. And I've been very grateful for the fact that I can workout 45 minutes at a time, considering I'm morbidly obese and it's a challenge. I've recently added the concept of freedom to my visualizations. I want to be healthy and whole, but most of all I want to be free to do what I want...ride roller coasters with my son, fit on airplanes comfortably, be able to feel attractive on the outside as well as the inside. I'm just not sure what's going wrong.
I've been going to therapy for a few months, and it has been helpful. Though, I think we have to be careful not to dwell on the past and negative experiences, which therapy is sometimes all about. I would like to tell my therapist about my recent foray into the Law of Attraction, and my changes I've made, but sometimes people balk at metaphysical solutions. I just know that there is something in my subconscious derailing my efforts to heal my body. What can it be? I think part of it is definitely fear based...like I'm afraid what I would do if I was attractive to others...would I be a faithful wife? Would I be tempted to explore sides of my sexuality that I never did before? And would that in turn tear apart my life? I guess those are some pretty big fears...haha...no wonder I haven't continued losing weight!?
I welcome any comments or suggestions on this. I don't know if anyone else has used the Law of Attraction to lose weight or the Secret? I am trying. Today I'm going to drink only water, and try to refocus on what's important to achieving the freedom I desire.
Okay...and now for GOOD STUFF!!!
The Secret - Testimonial 2 - The Babysitter and Having Fun
Okay, since I've moved to Virginia almost 3 years ago, I've only found one person who can babysit my son. It's mostly because I'm not good at networking, and have never really wanted strangers watching him. The woman he goes to sometimes when he's out of school and I have to work, well, he doesn't like her because she's very strict. I understand how he feels. I also hate having to take him to her house...I just wanted a babysitter, a college student or something to come to my house.
So this week, I had the opportunity to ask for a babysitter. I had a work event that I was really looking forward to...our department was having a pool tournement during/after work. I wanted desparately to be able to stay and hang out, be social, and feel young for a change. I'm only 33, and not getting out of the house for months is tough. So I just asked God and the universe...I need a babysitter, how can I get this to work. Well, my son goes to an after school program at his school, and this girl at the front desk...I see her everyday, and I just asked...Do you do babysitting on the side? And of course she said YES!! This was just on Wednesday, and the event was Friday (yesterday). So she agreed to just take him home after the after school program was over, and babysit him til 9pm. I was soooo thrilled...not only did I get a babysitter, but she's someone my son already likes and respects, and is background checked! I felt like I'd struck gold.
Then, that also contributes to some other things I've been asking for...more fun in my life, and support from my friends. To get ready for the tournement I took my son to a pool playing place for two days prior, and one night my friend Jason came along, so we got to chat and have a good time and I was able to brush up on my pool skills. So the day of the tournement I was hoping to win, but got to the second round, which wasn't bad. I actually played decently well, and had no major screw ups. I did drink a few Guiness's and enjoyed myself immensely. Jason came in after work to hang out with me after the pool thing was over and walked me back to my car. He's been a great, supportive friend. I was also able to finally meet the wife of another friend at work, which was cool...it's hard to be friends with married guys if you don't know their wives.
So, things are trucking along for me and my desires...here's what my goals are right now:
-be healthy, whole, and free (renewing commitment, working through fears, resistance)
-to gain the support of my friends (going great, having so much help)
-to enjoy my life more (went out two nights this week, yeah!)
-get a babysitter I can trust (check that one off, yippee!)
-be a patient, loving mother
-look forward to my husband's return and focus on what we will do, instead of missing him
-financial freedom (coming along)
-find the best education for my son (tests for new school next week)
Overall, things are going very well, and I am grateful. Please share your stories, what you are thanking for;-)
Mary
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
The Secret- Testimonial 1 - The Treadmill
Okay, here's a story that is a definite testament to the Universe taking a hand in things so to speak. I had been wanting a treadmill for awhile, but they aren't cheap, so I was waiting for a cash windfall of sorts (my work FINALLY paid me my back pay). Given what I had learned from The Secret, I basically just put it out there...I want a treadmill. So I started researching different brands, and trying to decide where to get one. I zeroed in on a particular department store and researched models online reading reviews, etc. So I chose one. Now, next I had another challenge. My husband is deployed! How was I going to get a treadmill home? I had a friend who had a truck and he's pretty strong, so I called him up and said, hey, can you help me to go this particular department store nearby and get this treadmill. The cost at that store was almost $400. My friend said, well, I can take you to one of those department stores, but not that particular one, because my ex is a manager there! haha...so I called up the other branch of the store he suggested, the manager came on the line, and he informed me that not only did they have that model in stock, but they had one from the previous year left in the back, and that I could have it for $300! WOW...so this was working for me, I had the treadmill in my sites, a friend to help me pick it up, and now a kind worker giving me the best deal...couldn't do better than that. But it doesn't end there...
So my friend and I go to the store, pick up the treadmill and bring it back to my house. We only had about 45 minutes to set it up before we both had to be somewhere. So we frantically started putting it together. About 45 minutes later, we had it done, so I get on it, and turn it on....everything starts...except the actual running belt!!! Oh no!! Neither of us had time to trouble shoot it, so we were both bummed. So I came home later and phoned up the department store's service department, and they were cool to send someone out. I would have to take off work, which was a pain, but I just didn't want to wait 2 weeks for a Saturday fix date. Good thing I didn't...read on...
So, you know how repair people are....they give you this 4 hour window, and usually hardly ever show up. Well my window was from 12-5. I had a lunch meeting that would take me almost to 12, so I was nervous. I began imagining in my mind...this repair guy is going to come at 2pm, the fix is going to be easy, and I'm going to be free to do whatever I want the rest of the afternoon, or work...hehe. I rush home after my lunch meeting and am happy to discover the repair guy hasn't called or anything yet, so I login to my laptop and work for awhile. At 1:50pm the phone rings and it's "Pete" the repair guy...he's about 10 minutes away from my house. So promptly at 2pm I hear a knock at the door next to my apartment...I'm thinking, could that be him? I open the door, and sure enough the repair service had written down the wront apartment number...shewww near miss!
He comes in, and he's very friendly, chatting with me, talking about what usually causes the problem with the treadmill. He says it's usually just the panel being screwed on too tight or something. So he undoes the control panel, and then tests it with the panel loose. Sure enough, the treadmill runs fine. Thinking he's got it fixed, he puts the panel back on, hits the button...nothing...my hopes plummet. He's like, don't worry, I know some other things....so he pulls off another panel that we had assembled that covers the computer cord thing that connects the motor to the control panel. He opens it, and I'm totally devastated, because the true cause of the problem is that in our hurry to assemble things, a screw had gone right through the computer cord. Pete is very soothing...he calms my worries, as he patiently strips each tiny wire to make sure nothing's been totally cut, then gingerly wraps the wires with electrical tape. He wraps each tiny wire, then rebundles them together with more tape, and hits the button...BOOM! We have a winner, it totally worked! I was very happy he'd fixed it, but I was really worried about the cord and if it would last. He said, don't worry...and smiled. I wasn't sure what he meant.
He went down to his truck, entered some stuff in his computer and came back with a receipt. He told me, here's the receipt for the new cable I just ordered for you. I said, "Well how much will it cost me Pete, because I know it was our fault it broke". He said, "Nothing...don't worry." He was totally like an angel from heaven I tell you...the part would have cost me $270. A week later I got a package in the mail, and sure enough it was the replacement cord, which I've tucked away in the manual safely in case I ever need it.
The treadmill has run fine ever since, and I have lost at least 3 pounds since I've bought it. And the blessing of this story is that it is helping me to achieve yet another desire...to be healthy and whole, and free to do things like ride roller coasters and ice skate with my son.
Do you have any Secret testimonials? I have more to share later, but I just wanted to get that one on the table for now. You could say these were all just a bunch of coincidences that got me to where I wanted to be...but I firmly believe that without my positive thinking, visualization, and allowing myself to receive these things/opportunities/people in my life, I wouldn't have what I have or be who I am.
So my friend and I go to the store, pick up the treadmill and bring it back to my house. We only had about 45 minutes to set it up before we both had to be somewhere. So we frantically started putting it together. About 45 minutes later, we had it done, so I get on it, and turn it on....everything starts...except the actual running belt!!! Oh no!! Neither of us had time to trouble shoot it, so we were both bummed. So I came home later and phoned up the department store's service department, and they were cool to send someone out. I would have to take off work, which was a pain, but I just didn't want to wait 2 weeks for a Saturday fix date. Good thing I didn't...read on...
So, you know how repair people are....they give you this 4 hour window, and usually hardly ever show up. Well my window was from 12-5. I had a lunch meeting that would take me almost to 12, so I was nervous. I began imagining in my mind...this repair guy is going to come at 2pm, the fix is going to be easy, and I'm going to be free to do whatever I want the rest of the afternoon, or work...hehe. I rush home after my lunch meeting and am happy to discover the repair guy hasn't called or anything yet, so I login to my laptop and work for awhile. At 1:50pm the phone rings and it's "Pete" the repair guy...he's about 10 minutes away from my house. So promptly at 2pm I hear a knock at the door next to my apartment...I'm thinking, could that be him? I open the door, and sure enough the repair service had written down the wront apartment number...shewww near miss!
He comes in, and he's very friendly, chatting with me, talking about what usually causes the problem with the treadmill. He says it's usually just the panel being screwed on too tight or something. So he undoes the control panel, and then tests it with the panel loose. Sure enough, the treadmill runs fine. Thinking he's got it fixed, he puts the panel back on, hits the button...nothing...my hopes plummet. He's like, don't worry, I know some other things....so he pulls off another panel that we had assembled that covers the computer cord thing that connects the motor to the control panel. He opens it, and I'm totally devastated, because the true cause of the problem is that in our hurry to assemble things, a screw had gone right through the computer cord. Pete is very soothing...he calms my worries, as he patiently strips each tiny wire to make sure nothing's been totally cut, then gingerly wraps the wires with electrical tape. He wraps each tiny wire, then rebundles them together with more tape, and hits the button...BOOM! We have a winner, it totally worked! I was very happy he'd fixed it, but I was really worried about the cord and if it would last. He said, don't worry...and smiled. I wasn't sure what he meant.
He went down to his truck, entered some stuff in his computer and came back with a receipt. He told me, here's the receipt for the new cable I just ordered for you. I said, "Well how much will it cost me Pete, because I know it was our fault it broke". He said, "Nothing...don't worry." He was totally like an angel from heaven I tell you...the part would have cost me $270. A week later I got a package in the mail, and sure enough it was the replacement cord, which I've tucked away in the manual safely in case I ever need it.
The treadmill has run fine ever since, and I have lost at least 3 pounds since I've bought it. And the blessing of this story is that it is helping me to achieve yet another desire...to be healthy and whole, and free to do things like ride roller coasters and ice skate with my son.
Do you have any Secret testimonials? I have more to share later, but I just wanted to get that one on the table for now. You could say these were all just a bunch of coincidences that got me to where I wanted to be...but I firmly believe that without my positive thinking, visualization, and allowing myself to receive these things/opportunities/people in my life, I wouldn't have what I have or be who I am.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Challenges with Changing
Recently, I've noticed in my efforts to integrate The Secret into my life, I have run into some road blocks. I'll want something, or think I want something, and the opposite will happen, or it will definitely not go as planned. Here's an example...I really want to lose weight, and part of my goal in doing so is not to eat fast food except maybe once a week, and that's usually on the weekend. My son begged for some Burger King as we were picking up something across the street. I talked to him about how we only do that on the weekends, etc...so being the little negotiator he is, he cleverly suggested that we swap our weekend fast food splurge with tonight. So I gave in, I caved, and had a burger and fries. When I got home...I began seething with anger...snapping at my son, really losing it for no reason. I just couldn't understand why I was just so out of sorts.
I decided after tucking him into bed, that instead of watching tv or even doing exercises, I would just meditate and try to figure out why I was so upset. I re-watched some parts of the Secret while ironing, and then sat down to read some more in Ask and It is Given, to figure out where my anger was coming from. I knew these absolutely dark, negative emotions were not going to get me anywhere. I finally discovered, that what was going on, was my anger was a direct reaction of my thoughts and actions being out of alignment. My thought/desire was to ultimately eat a healthy dinner and work out, but my actions were to eat crap and get upset about it. How can I possibly receive anything I truly want if my actions are directly contrary to them. It may seem psychologically simple, and silly, but it's important to "go there". Anger seems to dwell in me quite a bit, and come out in violent outbursts that are scary to me, and to my son. If I don't try harder to get my actions and my thoughts going together in the same direction, it will only get worse.
There are some other instances where I'm doing the same thing in relationships. I think I'm still trying to force issues, instead of receiving and allowing. My goal today is to focus on allowing and receiving, not to take any action against my desires. Tomorrow I will write some testimonials on the postive side of the Secret, so don't worry!
I decided after tucking him into bed, that instead of watching tv or even doing exercises, I would just meditate and try to figure out why I was so upset. I re-watched some parts of the Secret while ironing, and then sat down to read some more in Ask and It is Given, to figure out where my anger was coming from. I knew these absolutely dark, negative emotions were not going to get me anywhere. I finally discovered, that what was going on, was my anger was a direct reaction of my thoughts and actions being out of alignment. My thought/desire was to ultimately eat a healthy dinner and work out, but my actions were to eat crap and get upset about it. How can I possibly receive anything I truly want if my actions are directly contrary to them. It may seem psychologically simple, and silly, but it's important to "go there". Anger seems to dwell in me quite a bit, and come out in violent outbursts that are scary to me, and to my son. If I don't try harder to get my actions and my thoughts going together in the same direction, it will only get worse.
There are some other instances where I'm doing the same thing in relationships. I think I'm still trying to force issues, instead of receiving and allowing. My goal today is to focus on allowing and receiving, not to take any action against my desires. Tomorrow I will write some testimonials on the postive side of the Secret, so don't worry!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
The Secret, Law of Attraction, etc
Ok, the recent hype over The Secret on Oprah had me thinking I was in the twilight zone. I have for the past two years been chasing down this theory. It all started when I read Joel Osteen's book, Your Best Life Now. Though his is a Christian perspective on self improvement, many of his tenets in his book follow closely the various issues discussed in The Secret dvd. We all know there are no such things as coincidences...or rather those of us who love Jung think that way. Well a guy who I work with, now a good friend, handed me some cd's from a Dr. Wayne Dyer...low and behold, his topic is the Power of Intention, whose basis lies in the Law of Attraction. That same day I listened to the cd's Oprah has on the people from The Secret DVD. I felt like I had come to a major cross roads in life...the universe, God was definitely shouting something at me. I got The Secret DVD and watched it. It was like the world came rushing into focus, and I suddenly began to GET IT.
I immediately ordered another book called Ask and It is Given by Esther and Jerry Hicks. Their book has definitely helpful strategies for overcoming resistance. I am thrilled with it so far.
So along with my poetry, and ramblings, I'd also like to use my blog as a testament to the teachings of all these folks. I have some stories I'll post soon that show how it "works". I believe in it so much, I keep telling my friends and family about it in the hopes that someone else will join me in it. It's not a bloody cult or anything, and you could argue that positive thinking and visualization are just good psychology, but it's the element of FAITH that is always missing from all the other paths to achievement and self improvement.
So, more later on all that...ciao for now.
I immediately ordered another book called Ask and It is Given by Esther and Jerry Hicks. Their book has definitely helpful strategies for overcoming resistance. I am thrilled with it so far.
So along with my poetry, and ramblings, I'd also like to use my blog as a testament to the teachings of all these folks. I have some stories I'll post soon that show how it "works". I believe in it so much, I keep telling my friends and family about it in the hopes that someone else will join me in it. It's not a bloody cult or anything, and you could argue that positive thinking and visualization are just good psychology, but it's the element of FAITH that is always missing from all the other paths to achievement and self improvement.
So, more later on all that...ciao for now.
Transferring few entries from Yahoo
Since I started my blog over on Yahoo, I decide to move my first few posts over here:
[I had changed my template there to Art Deco, and began lamenting the fact that I wasn't born in an era when...]
What I would have given to live life with people, and in a time where you were passionate about anything. What are people passionate about today? Their ability to acquire things, their children's skillsets they never had, their bigger, badder SUV, their perfect balanced lifestyles. What happened to art, music, poetry, salons of friends revelutionizing...I mean what better time in history was there than now for some revelutionary get togethers.
OH but I'm too old to be a disenchanted youth, and too young to be a disillusioned washed up middle aged woman. I'm here in the prime of my life, waiting to be inspired, to inspire something, anything to come out of my soul. I don't want to look back on my life, and only have my kid as my best accomplishment...ok, he will be my best accomplishment, but I want the second thing to be something REALLY great. Something that changes lives, impacts people, changes the world, makes things better.
I just need to get over the bitterness I'm feeling now. I'm feeling the bile of disappointment. But of course, it is all my own fault as usual. How many times in our lives do we imagine things to be there, and realize...they are not going to manifest how we imagined. That perhaps we tried to make something or someone into what we needed them to be, instead of just taking them at face value and appreciating them for who they are as they are. I seem to do it over and over again. I don't know, I really felt cosmicly connected this time, so I'm not sure how to interpret things. What is the universe trying to tell me? Don't be greedy, don't be so needy, don't be so pushy, don't try to make things exist...that's God's job. But if God didn't want me to try to force my way through life, why was my personality forged that way. It is so hard to change something so intrinsic, to try to actually wait for what you want, patiently with gratitude and full faith. I know it works, but I keep forgetting.
2007-03-25 13:46:12 GMT
Entry for March 24, 2007
I'm so new to this blogging concept, and though it's not a new concept, I'm trying to decide if it's something I can do....I mean...is it the ultimate stream of conscious writing tool. Do we honestly expect people to read what comes of it. I don't know. I've always thought journaling to be intrinsically private...and to open it up to public scrutiny would change the veracity of one's work. I mean how can you really bare your soul, when you're afraid to be naked in public so to speak...if what you write ends up being what you hope people will appreciate this week, or want to read...who knows that.
Cole lost his first tooth today...one of those big deals in mommyhood and kidhood. Magically the tooth fairy has a dollar in her wallet for Cole's tooth. So amazing, because she thought she didn't have any...and boom, there was one right there, just enough...so she can pay on time without interest.
I am hyped up because I have my first paid free lancing job that I'm looking forward to doing. It's not like those boring editing jobs years ago, but one where I'm actually being able to create an over all "something". Makes me feel like I'm genuinely using my talents for creative endeavors finally.
My eyes are tired from chlorine...swimming all afternoon at the recently rejoined YMCA. God it is so peaceful just swimming...we literally had the entire pool to ourselves...blissful. Feeling weightless, even for an hour is such a gift...in an environment where I can do something I'm pretty good at and feel good doing it too. Cole was happy as a clam...
The tooth fairy has to stay up late tonight...not much hope for sleeping early. She's gotta wait til he's in REM sleep...no coughing, no twitching...just dreaming away, then she'll try so hard to find the special tooth pillow to get that itty bitty tooth out and put the dollar in the pocket. What does she do with all those precious pearls? Thinking about saving them..is that creepy? Where are the tooth fairy's teeth? Who gave her money for her teeth?
I haven't written much worth writing here this week...mostly personal poetry asking myself how much of an idiot am I really going to be in this life. Now that's not being positive at all, but sometimes I just want to say FUCK positive...I just want to dwell in a cesspool of self pity for awhile please. So that is where I resided in my writing this week...somewhere between the cesspool and positivity. The cesspool was the poem about weak men/strong women...the positivity, about being grateful for people in your life...a poem called Thank You, I've yet to post.
Lately I find myself struggling between my mind's ideals, and my heart's aching needs. It leads to great confusion when it comes to focusing on what you want in life. If you truly want to attract more in your life of what you want, you can't be confused. You can't say in your mind, this is what I want, yet in your heart, your spirit, you're longing for something else, something absolutely contrary to that thought. How to reconcile such differences...do you go with your sometimes base heart, or stick with the morale, dignified mind. I'm trying for mind...really I am.
[I had changed my template there to Art Deco, and began lamenting the fact that I wasn't born in an era when...]
What I would have given to live life with people, and in a time where you were passionate about anything. What are people passionate about today? Their ability to acquire things, their children's skillsets they never had, their bigger, badder SUV, their perfect balanced lifestyles. What happened to art, music, poetry, salons of friends revelutionizing...I mean what better time in history was there than now for some revelutionary get togethers.
OH but I'm too old to be a disenchanted youth, and too young to be a disillusioned washed up middle aged woman. I'm here in the prime of my life, waiting to be inspired, to inspire something, anything to come out of my soul. I don't want to look back on my life, and only have my kid as my best accomplishment...ok, he will be my best accomplishment, but I want the second thing to be something REALLY great. Something that changes lives, impacts people, changes the world, makes things better.
I just need to get over the bitterness I'm feeling now. I'm feeling the bile of disappointment. But of course, it is all my own fault as usual. How many times in our lives do we imagine things to be there, and realize...they are not going to manifest how we imagined. That perhaps we tried to make something or someone into what we needed them to be, instead of just taking them at face value and appreciating them for who they are as they are. I seem to do it over and over again. I don't know, I really felt cosmicly connected this time, so I'm not sure how to interpret things. What is the universe trying to tell me? Don't be greedy, don't be so needy, don't be so pushy, don't try to make things exist...that's God's job. But if God didn't want me to try to force my way through life, why was my personality forged that way. It is so hard to change something so intrinsic, to try to actually wait for what you want, patiently with gratitude and full faith. I know it works, but I keep forgetting.
2007-03-25 13:46:12 GMT
Entry for March 24, 2007
I'm so new to this blogging concept, and though it's not a new concept, I'm trying to decide if it's something I can do....I mean...is it the ultimate stream of conscious writing tool. Do we honestly expect people to read what comes of it. I don't know. I've always thought journaling to be intrinsically private...and to open it up to public scrutiny would change the veracity of one's work. I mean how can you really bare your soul, when you're afraid to be naked in public so to speak...if what you write ends up being what you hope people will appreciate this week, or want to read...who knows that.
Cole lost his first tooth today...one of those big deals in mommyhood and kidhood. Magically the tooth fairy has a dollar in her wallet for Cole's tooth. So amazing, because she thought she didn't have any...and boom, there was one right there, just enough...so she can pay on time without interest.
I am hyped up because I have my first paid free lancing job that I'm looking forward to doing. It's not like those boring editing jobs years ago, but one where I'm actually being able to create an over all "something". Makes me feel like I'm genuinely using my talents for creative endeavors finally.
My eyes are tired from chlorine...swimming all afternoon at the recently rejoined YMCA. God it is so peaceful just swimming...we literally had the entire pool to ourselves...blissful. Feeling weightless, even for an hour is such a gift...in an environment where I can do something I'm pretty good at and feel good doing it too. Cole was happy as a clam...
The tooth fairy has to stay up late tonight...not much hope for sleeping early. She's gotta wait til he's in REM sleep...no coughing, no twitching...just dreaming away, then she'll try so hard to find the special tooth pillow to get that itty bitty tooth out and put the dollar in the pocket. What does she do with all those precious pearls? Thinking about saving them..is that creepy? Where are the tooth fairy's teeth? Who gave her money for her teeth?
I haven't written much worth writing here this week...mostly personal poetry asking myself how much of an idiot am I really going to be in this life. Now that's not being positive at all, but sometimes I just want to say FUCK positive...I just want to dwell in a cesspool of self pity for awhile please. So that is where I resided in my writing this week...somewhere between the cesspool and positivity. The cesspool was the poem about weak men/strong women...the positivity, about being grateful for people in your life...a poem called Thank You, I've yet to post.
Lately I find myself struggling between my mind's ideals, and my heart's aching needs. It leads to great confusion when it comes to focusing on what you want in life. If you truly want to attract more in your life of what you want, you can't be confused. You can't say in your mind, this is what I want, yet in your heart, your spirit, you're longing for something else, something absolutely contrary to that thought. How to reconcile such differences...do you go with your sometimes base heart, or stick with the morale, dignified mind. I'm trying for mind...really I am.
Poetry Links
Here are links to my poetry pages:
http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2005-2007.htm
http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2002-2003.htm
Thanks for checking them out. If you want to comment on one, feel free to copy and paste it into a comment box.
To comment on my poetry, please go to my poetry blog:
http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/
Thanks,
Mary
http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2005-2007.htm
http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2002-2003.htm
Thanks for checking them out. If you want to comment on one, feel free to copy and paste it into a comment box.
To comment on my poetry, please go to my poetry blog:
http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/
Thanks,
Mary
Thank You
Thank You
You may think
You're just an ordinary
Human being
Walking along, minding
Your own business.
But how could it be
That everything you
Say sounds right to me
Fits my feelings
Answers my questions.
Like cosmic crossroads
Brought you into my orbit
And I watch you wander
In the space of my world.
Wondering why, what for.
But I just don't care
You bring me peace
Instrospection, not selfcentered
narcissism,
Relief from my own
Downward spiral.
Such gratitude
Expression eludes me
Most of the time
When I'd just like to say
Thank You.
You may think
You're just an ordinary
Human being
Walking along, minding
Your own business.
But how could it be
That everything you
Say sounds right to me
Fits my feelings
Answers my questions.
Like cosmic crossroads
Brought you into my orbit
And I watch you wander
In the space of my world.
Wondering why, what for.
But I just don't care
You bring me peace
Instrospection, not selfcentered
narcissism,
Relief from my own
Downward spiral.
Such gratitude
Expression eludes me
Most of the time
When I'd just like to say
Thank You.
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