I have been lost in the noise for a while now. Unable to reach above it, beyond it. Strangely at ease in the ruckus and hubbub of my so-called life.
When the evening shades come along , tired eyes and instant sleep greets me, without fail. And my rock shelters me for another night.
Yet it is true that time itself is a tide I can not swim against, it has also been a kind and gentle stream. Nudging me along my path. And there is such a sense of peace knowing that I am where I am supposed to be. Becoming less frustrated when I have yet again not been able to do what I wanted to do, but being quite satisfied by having done what I needed to do.
My grander ambitions, artistically, will have to wait until my little ones have grown a bit more independent, because they still need me. And truth is, I need them, too.
I also received an unexpected email from a lost friend the other day. To say I was surprised is an understatement, and his wise words in regards to friendships, forged in the past, become more important as you grow older.
Makes you realize we are merely here for such a short time...
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
