Something I used to do....

I used to write poetry. A lot. It was something I loved doing and was as natural as breathing. I stopped writing for a long time. It was recently that I asked myself why? I think, as I grew older, my inclination was to not write things down, but instead to mull them over in my head. I have recently felt the urge to write again. And I've decided to post them to my old blogger account. Here is one I recently wrote. I'm getting it on the page and out of my head. If it speaks to someone that's even better!

 Untitled- june 6 2015

A boy made me cry
So many tears
They became an ocean
And swallowed me
I chose to grow fins

-Morgan-

Pawleys Island

I will be traveling to Pawleys Island this weekend with my sister..sans husbands, for our family beach week. We have done this every year since before I was born, so a long time. I say family, but it really includes the McCarrol family too, so 7 of us
beach bums and then we add on boyfriends (some now husbands). We look forward to it, it's a ritual. On the years when we we're not able to be in the same house, or even on Pawleys, because of the owners family, we would trek to San Blas, FL. Fun but not the same. I never realized how much Pawleys is ingrained in me until we went back for my sisters wedding. It felt like home, everything familiar, partly because it is the one place I've consistently been year after year. We moved around a lot but Pawleys was constant. It feels like a home away from home. And I think that's what it is. I hope it will be the same for my kids. I know they say create some of your own traditions, and we will but this one will remain the same, I hope, far into the future!

Belly Dancing

So I used to take Belly Dancing classes a few years ago. Some people might be surprised to know that about me... I really enjoyed them but it got too expensive. I am wondering lately if I should start again, even if it's just watching videos. It can be a lot harder that way when there is no one there to correct you, but it is a lot cheaper...The Tribal dancing is what I was participating in so it has a different feel from the traditional dance. It definitely helps your body realign itself. A lot of arm movement and isolations. I think it would help me get back into the groove of things too...Things to ponder while I'm also looking for gainful employment....

Is this burning an eternal flame....

We are sitting in my grandparents country church in Edinburgh IL...the Easter alter is beautiful including the traditonal Eternal Flame which as I look closer is no longer a flame but a spiral fluorescent lightbulb.. ..Maggie says its probably more eternal than an incandescent. I say what happened to the flame..

Back to the Earth...

After a slightly grueling 6 mile bike ride, most of which due to me being undeniably overweight and trying to gain control of it I was sitting on the hood of my car in the Percy Priest Dam Greenway trail head eating an apple, when I heard what sounded like nature sounds. Not the interstate or people fishing, the dam letting out water, none of that. These were croaking sounds. They were far off, across the river, and were loud enough to be heard over the rushing of, well, everything.. I couldn't believe that I was able to hear such tiny creatures over such large machines. It made me think about what would happen if we all just disappeared, it seems like many of the apocalyptic films could be right, that nature would just take back the earth. We would have buildings covered in vines, deer running through malls, tigers loose in the airport, and people (if they were still around) would have to learn to live around nature again instead of it living around us...

The End....

Kyles Dad said they were comparing the show to a wedding. All the preparation and planning, worry, and excitement and then it's all over with in a few hours. I could definitely see that last night. It seemed liked so long ago I was asked to help with this project. Now it's all broken down and put away. It went pretty well from all angles, I was amazed at how we the production "crew" had never met each other before but blended pretty seamlessly. Everyone who helped was a major blessing it wouldn't have been nearly finished by the time house opened. It felt good to be doing this work again, tiring, but good. Now that it's over I kind of wonder what it was supposed to show me? If I could know what my next step is that would be awesome..I guess for now I'll sit and wait. Not "just" sit and wait I'll be working on it too but I can't say any of my efforts have been extremely effective. We'll see.

Give my regards to Broadway...

So I am feeling slightly ill prepared for the show this evening even though I have done all I can do..It seems like it should go pretty well, but last night on top of all the things needed to do to finalize tonight I am going to be delegating tasks..hhmm. I am a little confused by this addition I have tried to stay in the loop but it has been difficult, it always is when it's not your show. The person in charge feels like they have it all handled... not too bad not too much left... and then a few days before passes it along, it's nothing new it's just back to theater which is a different world all together. I did say I am a perfectionist when it comes to the day of the show thats what probably prompted it! I am ready for it I just hope I don't come across as a Nazi....