...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
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A Journal of Sorts
"and so I'd dream a bass will join me, and fill the bottom in
and maybe now some lead guitar, so it would not sound so thin
I need some drums to set the beat, and help me keep in time
and way back in the distance, some strings would sound so fine
and we'd all play together, like fine musicians should
and it would sound like music and the music would sound good
but in real life I'm stuck here with the same old formula
me and my monophonic symphony... six string orchestra"
~ Harry Chapin ~
dare I dream again... of trust... of sharing... of unconditional trust in creativity... of shared creativity?... could it be?... over the rainbow?... the tenth insight?... the eleventh?... beyond?... is it all illusion?... of course... but shared?... eeeek!?... eureka?... omigosh?... oh really?... understand?... oh who knows what I'm really rambling on about?... LOL... LAM... LAA? J
revitalized email groups (the mailing lists are really not lists, but groups of people sharing email so I like the term email groups) are inspiring me and have me on the verge of exploding back into my written gardens with more energy than I have in years... the cork may be popping out of many of my internal bottles... all it takes is that magic feeling of trust J
I may have found a group of creative writers who trust without suspicions or doubts or any desire to control... I've known it with a few individuals... never in a group... I've poured myself out more freely than I have in so long... hopefully they'll be part of the family who lives in my heart and the creativity I call my written gardens... each of them deserve a garden all their own in my world J
ok... so I'm excited about some amazing poets I've found... and most of all about the sense of trust I believe is happening in the group... the childinside came out and gushed unconditionally... it's so wonderful and vulnerable and precarious (oh I do hope so much that they do understand me and accept me)... if all goes well, you'll find a whole new garden blossoming real soon J
