‘The world is full of trickery,’ Max Ehrmann wrote. Not only is it full of it, it is the essence of its trick. Life is a magic show. I’ve seen the curtain open and been blinded by the beauty of its glitter. I’ve heard the rantings, ravings, cravings of ‘The show must go on!’ But,…
Category: MUSINGS
A SELECTION OF MUSINGS from the J.C. Love Letter Desk
O Hollywood! Why do you choose to be a celebrity? Fancied you. Don’t you know? Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. It’ll cost you your head.
I realized when he said it, he needed it. This, after all the times that he said he wanted it to end. I ended it time and time again, inside my head, and in my heart where it left long ago. Still, we spoke of it.
I used to say, my son died. Now, I say, he passed away. I used to say, I have two children, then one, then two. Now, three. I used to say, this is fun. There was joy. Then, no more. The times that came, went. I went away when my joy left, that little boy, who…
There is an abundance of people wanting desperately to be accepted. Putting themselves ‘out there’ to be heard, recognized, blurbed. Billions of them. Most are part of the mainstream, or the new stream that they think isn’t mainstream, but is the same thing. If you’ve gotten attached now to a positive jive, something you think…
A bell rings and I hear it pouring inside my head The rain comes and I hear the music pound instead I am the captor and the captive of my emotions The nature of the one who brings rain without tears.
He spoke to me of something rare. Something beautiful. Like a fragile bird that no one has seen, but in a dream it exists. Deep inside where fragility hides.
Do you need somebody? Any one? A single person? Perhaps, a married one? I don’t want one. Some days I just want to be alone. There is a person who I see who isn’t at all like me. I don’t care for them to agree, but I long for intelligent conversation, without the mask of…
Step 1 Circle yourself with luminesce light focusing the concentration & culmination of energy on the ailment and entire body at the same time ~ not detaching the ‘part’ from the ‘whole’.
I write a creative work. Its dissemination to the population is fractioned into the pieces of the parts of the people that ‘see’. The aspect of ‘this and that’ that they relate to, or can’t relate, is relative to the place of opening they have into the awareness of their soul.