Life is singing to itself

Dear Steven, how I adore your musings! Yes I love those lovely simple little workers, dilligently gathering pollen, yellow leg sacks full. I used to keep them years ago, was such a meditation to watch them, so selfless those little things. I never once got stung & never once used smoke to calm them. But those little wings.... I love your picture too... it is you, the beauty & the brooding the depth & darkenss with the frame of imposing magesty that carries power, & danger & yet the sky prevails Love your visits. Thank you xxx ~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Darling Ann, how spoilt I am to have such marvelous wordsmiths all, commenting on my work, I feel in heaven sometimes waking to pop my laptop on my knee, my boy milling around getting ready for school, hopping in to have breaky with me (I hear him crunching his cereal), to see what the Neotribe has been up to while I slept - & here on my page, my gorgeous friends have left the most divine comments... sigh. Life is good huh! You are right of course I was thinking about the haiku form, wrote a few I was not happy with, got to this, but just could not stop, I'm afraid, at one stanza. You write such lovely whimsical comments lovely Ann, I am still trying to get around to what others have been writing - I get to responding to messages left for me then crash, though I am slowly getting more energy (but must use it to get some work done)... oh if we could get paid to be the artists we could be if we could just spend all our time at it! Yum! Much love~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Darling Gee, yes, you are right, I am spoilt, I know you see me & I feel so blessed... You make me smile so broadly & warmly I can see you in shining armor, on a big Clydesdale with your feather plume all noble & ready to champion the cause at any cost. You are a loyal & generous friend & I thank you xx~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Thanks Keith I was just experimenting, but enjoyed it actually, love this place for that stuff. I know I could be more succinct in just about every way, was going to say a cheeky thing, but thought better of it! So I am looking at it. As for the bees wing ref. your perspective is interesting, for sure, but actually it was not the “impossibility & effort” thing that inspired me, it was the totally stripped down sense of beauty of that tiny thing that lifts those lovely creatures… it was simply the wing that made me let go. In the end, that’s my saviour every time I think, when I am able to go to the most simple space & see it’s beauty, the wind on the grass, the light on a cloud, a single droplet of rain on a window, I think it’s about perspective for me. It isn’t about the bee transcending, it is about me transcending after being moved to a far more simple & humble perspective, & breath, another wonderfully simple act, but essential & beautiful when you get present to it….. Nice to see you, hope your are less full on than your were. Take care~ Anni xx~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

I suspect I'm more of a river stone, Arrow, than a diamond, it's a more quiet life & less fuss. I love your quibbles, that is a great question, I need to think about it though, I can't remember the exact sense I wrote that line with to be honest, my instant response to this is that in that context I was acknowledging that I would be more free if I could shift into the space of belief, so yes, I guess in order to get there, it would take that kind of grace, you need the thing that transports you to that "leap of faith", grace is probably the best way to get there I'd say. I think there can be comfort when we disentangle ourselves from the fear that there will not be (that's my experience anyway, it is fear that brings the discomfort much of the time, if we can dissect the fear or learn to transform it we can come home to the comfort even in the face of the things that we feared (I have also managed this on occassion, maybe you have too?). Maybe this was a prayer, it worked though, I started off feeling wobbly with only guesses & no knowledge as to whether my anxiety was valid or not (what's the point of that?), so I figured if it's a guess anyway, I might as well, guess a more happy story, bees wings are my preference to someone's possible negative aimed at me. I do love your comments Arrow, hope you are feeling well~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Heh, a new prescription perhaps Prof? Yes, I know, I tend to be the sort of person who sees beauty in those things that other people overlook (I admit dragonflies are really the thing that send me, but it is the unassumiming bees wing here, it doesn't cry out "look how beautiful I am", that makes me love it all the more), in the things that are not commonly held as particularly beautiful, but they are if you really look for it... That's why the bees wing (secretly, there are other reasons, but we have to keep some things secret, even me!) xx~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Thank honey bee, exactly. I do talk myself round to a better perspective... I realise more & more since making my writing "public", that's what I do, I use my writing to talk myself round... I realised a few years ago through doing the "morning pages" from "The artists way" that writing every morning had made me into my own best friend (I've said this before somewhere), I didn't feel any need to express any of lifes disturbances, I could walk through them with myself in the morning pages & my days would be clear. Thanks for your faith dear one. Back to you as well. xxx~ Anni ~~~ "The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself" Henry Miller

Wahhh thaynk you (sorry that Aussie for bad American accent gratitude - haven't checked where you are form but please don't take offense... non intended). Funny, have left that moment so far behind, I barely remember the emotion at the time, but a revisit was probably somewhat more comfortable than the real thing... That is one hell of a cheeky look in that pic lad! Ta for the stars & the words. Cheers Anni~ "Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves". Blaise Pascal (1623 - 1662)

Wahhh thaynk you (sorry that Aussie for bad American accent gratitude - haven't checked where you are form but please don't take offense... non intended). Funny, have left that moment so far behind, I barely remember the emotion at the time, but a revisit was probably somewhat more comfortable than the real thing... That is one hell of a cheeky look in that pic lad! Ta for the stars & the words. Cheers Anni~ "Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves". Blaise Pascal (1623 - 1662)