forest bathing for the soul

The key, it seems to me,

Is ‘not to mention the war’.

Talk about ANYTHING BUT what is in my heart.

Talk about anything except the rift between us.

That is what I want to see on this page,

Art.

Words to describe the sensation of being on the coast,

In Melbourne,

At a new spot, I found today,

A cafe in Thornbury, immersed in the bushland,

Surrounded by nature, with sunlight reflecting off the glassware,

On the deck.… Read the rest

school holidays

funny how it is school holidays in NSW now. i don’t think this is the first time you have disappeared during the school holidays. you are probably all in some idyllic location.

maybe that is why you don’t want to get in touch either.… Read the rest

not okay – on a few levels

When I start to write that ‘maybe I should come and visit’, because the afternoon has mellowed my soul, I start to feel angry again.

And yet, I want this ‘situation’ to be over in some way.

I just want a quiet life,

Where I don’t talk to Astro, and I don’t care about him,

And this connection is resolved on some level,

So that this space doesn’t trigger a psychosis again.… Read the rest

Aggravation descends

This is starting to aggravate me. I feel there is some reason why I feel this as knots in my stomach.

why can’t you just get in touch. A simple comment on one of my posts or a text. It is a huge red flag that you won’t contact me.… Read the rest

when my heart wakes up

My mind has started to take over, thinking of all the things we could do together in this world.

It is intoxicating. And therefore, probably not the healthiest.

I need to stay in the here and now.

Becoming a little self conscious, , , and wanting to download all these beautiful sensations for you to feel too.… Read the rest

rainy day

It is so rainy here this afternoon… is very lovely company for my teary heart.

Sorry to be so sad. . . it seems like my heart is holding quite a bit of pain in there!

It feels risky. That’s true.… Read the rest