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You

Touch my soul, renew me.
Provision.
Comfort.
Cling to me.
Creative energy.
Discernment.
Temperate patience.
Proactive wisdom.
Here, there.
Expand the vision.
Hone the steps.
One day at a time,
Take my hand.

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I am on my knees

Take my world apart.
– Jars

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age

I’m in this strange state of feeling…old. Not necessarily physically, though there are days I can tell I’m not longer a teenager ;) but rather…just in…experience and life.

I was two and a half when my mother was my age. And my sister was on the way. To think about being married and with children right now just…is…so foreign.

But I work with 18 – 22 year olds, primarily, on a day to day basis, and so I guess while in many ways it keeps me “young” I also inwardly feel “age” in a way I’m not sure I would fully if I were in a more normal working environment. Was I really that young as an incoming freshman? Hmm…I wonder. :)

I sometimes forget my age and the disparity between myself and my students until a student blurts out “You’re my staffworker; I forget that you’re not that old!” or “You are so wise and old and mature.” Hah.

Granted at that time of life, one year’s seniority can mean great leaps in maturity/experience. But still.

I don’t know if that is what is contributing to feeling old or that my friends who are two to three years younger are married and having babies, etc…

Or if it’s my “little siblings” moving out of country or just simply growing up that impacts me.

Either way, I feel like I’ve lived through a lot of “life.”
When I was in college, my professors told me I was an “old soul” in a young body.
I’ve been told that since I was a pre-teen. Maybe my body is just now starting to catch up with my soul/head? ;) And so I’m all of a sudden feeling it?

Who knows.
Rambling here.

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hah

I’m hot, then cold, then hot, then cold.
Consistently.
If I ever get married, I’m going to drive a man nuts with the way I turn the heater on, turn it off, turn it on, turn it off.
;p

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music speaks when i cannot

I was born to laugh
I learned to laugh through my tears
I was born to love
I’m gonna learn to love without fear

Pour me a glass of wine
Talk deep into the night
Who knows what we’ll find

Intuition, deja vu
The Holy Ghost haunting you

Whatever you got
I don’t mind

Put your elbows on the table
I’ll listen long as I am able
There’s nowhere I’d rather be

Secret fears, the supernatural
Thank God for this new laughter
Thank God the joke’s on me

We’ve seen the landfill rainbow
We’ve seen the junkyard of love
Baby it’s no place for you and me

I was born to laugh
I learned to laugh through my tears
I was born to love
I’m gonna learn to love without fear

(over the rhine)

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gift

Anna came over with a gift: an electric kettle.  ;p  I think everyone around here shall breathe a little easier now since I am tied to the stove because of an insatiable love for tea and coffee. :)

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smelling like a man

I’ve been using a man’s razor for shaving for a while now…because it works better. :)  But the other week, on two separate days, I received offers for a free can of men’s shaving cream.  Not one to pass up something free that’s useful, I decided to accept.  Even though I don’t live with a man.  So…I’m using the free shaving cream…and boy…it’s fabulous.  I highly recommend it. ;)

I smell amazing.

I smell like the guys who usually turn my head when I catch their scent as they walk by.  ;p

Free shaving cream = good stuff.

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