Why do we write our poems // our stories Who will care // Who will read our work We write for ourselves remembering life as we want it to be gathering diamonds or thorns from life’s ashes knowing the story is never the story; but rather, a perspective of our past written and shaped to […]
How do ducks talk?
They don’t You Quack.
Interesting Fact: The female chooses the nest site, and may start scouting for next year’s tree cavity at the end of each breeding season. Nest cavities can be in live or dead trees and are usually close to water. Cavities are typically 10–50 feet off the ground, up to about 90 feet. Hooded Mergansers nest readily in boxes, preferring those with wood shavings or nest material from previous uses. They prefer cavities with 3–5 inch openings. ( https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Hooded_Merganser/lifehistory)
“Where do they go, these dreams of mine? Do they live? Do they die? Do they fall? Do they fly?”
“Most people will spend their lives doing jobs that they don’t particularly enjoy, and will eventually save up enough money to stop doing those jobs just in time to start dying instead. Don’t be one of those people. There’s a difference between living, and just surviving. Do something that you love, and find someone to love who loves that you love what you do.
It really is that simple.
And that hard.” – John Connolly
I believe that most of us crave adventure. We want our lives to make us feel. We crave the bittersweet excitement brought on by uncertainty.
2 Guys walking down the street.
One walks into a bar, the other ducks.
Interesting Fact: The female chooses the nest site, and may start scouting for next year’s tree cavity at the end of each breeding season. Nest cavities can be in live or dead trees and are usually close to water. Cavities are typically 10–50 feet off the ground, up to about 90 feet. Hooded Mergansers nest readily in boxes, preferring those with wood shavings or nest material from previous uses. They prefer cavities with 3–5 inch openings.
as our society seems to be
I gain much
a deeper consciousness of myself.
I often find out what’s really going on
and sometimes even find answers to questions
a deeper attunement to nature,
discovering an awe and wonder
at the beautiful gift
Solitude affords me
a deeper relationship with the transcendent
(the numinous, the divine, the spiritual)
beyond the noisy man-made limits
of religious doctrine, dogma, rules, regulations, rites, and rituals.
increases my creativity,
providing me nuggets of wisdom
which inspire and excite me.
I find an increased sense of freedom,
not bound by noisy harangues.
I have found that
between good ideas
and non-stop talkers
less than zero.
It seems that
life’s stumbling blocks
can only be turned into
Kind permission to share this with you: John Chuchman received Thu, 4 Jan 2018
John’s Website: www.sacredtorch.com
( My husband has Bipolar Affective disorder, brought on by his epilepsy. During episodes of Mania he experiences hallucination. When depressed he hears people talking about him when they are not or may not be there. He has been Experiencing the depression since aged 17. He can be Paranoid, even against me- his wife…) This is the reason I reblogged this Post
My Fourth Honest Post
I have had a lot of time to reflect today. After last nights panic attack that almost landed me in the hospital, I spend most of the day in bed, mostly thinking about the causes of my anxiety.
It’s funny. I have been working toward so many goals this year. I started this blog because it was a requirement for a class I was taking. It was creating my writer’s platform. A place to share the parts of myself that were both as a writer and as someone with a mental illness. It has been an amazing journey for me. The people that have touched my life through their own sharing of their own stories.
I have tried to create a blog much like what The Bipolar Writer in the past, it has become over these past few months something I have never imagined. I had no expectations that this place would become a place to really talk about mental illness, not just my own story.
I never thought I would be an advocate. I mean three years ago I thoug..[ ]
There are two types of dreamers: the first is very sensitive but creative and the second is very secretive but adaptive, and I think I am capable of being both.