I'll Give You a Hint...

Ok, so I'm back as I promised (even if it's a little late).

I want to thank everyone for the awesome encouragement and comments. It really means a lot :-D

I actually went downtown today to visit a dear friend who is a professional photographer and with whom I interned for a little bit (she's that one in the photo who's spinning with the pretty red dress on, which you can check out here). I asked her some questions about getting into the photography field and whatnot, and I feel much better and sure about some things now. Things are looking up already! Woot...!

So. The project. I know only two of you commented about it on my previous post (which is totally fine). Maybe the first hint was just way too vague and not much of a hint to most of you anyway. That is why I will give another hint that may be a little more obvious today (night).

And here we go, hint #2:

Try finding this in a haystack...

And there you have it. Guess away!

And now I will give you another poem because I feel that it would help tie these two recent posts together some...It's a little longer this time though.

Dear Inner Child,

I have missed you.

You brought me a present today.

So much of the forgotten joys and memories, forgotten feelings.

Remind me of the little things, like when floors turned into ceilings.

You came back for a reason.

You came to teach me a lesson I had never needed to learn before.

A lesson that was never once required,

because it already existed.

And I never tried to resist it,

but it existed so long ago.

Something brought it back.

YOU brought it back.

Unearthed from all the

heavy

dark

rotten

Unbreakable

It broke.

Broken by the joy, light, carefree, softness.

You took my hand.

I took my hand

and raised it high.

Reaching for the warmth, the glow.

You put the feeling back in my wings.

My wings put the feeling back in me.

I took flight.

You guided me as we traveled back,

Back until our two worlds slammed into one.

ONE

Body

Mind

Soul

Self

Body. This body. Only body, now. No body.

Mind. This mind. My mind. Nobody minds.

Soul. This soul. Through my body. From my mind to my soles.

Self. This self. Your self. My self. Selfless.

Oh, dear Inner Child,

You are a savior. My savior.

You have beckoned me when I was too deaf to your whispers,

you were too daft to not whisper.

But I will now be the one to beckon you,

dear Child.

I had fun today.


This I did not just write on the spur of the moment. I wrote it a couple of months ago in my Dance Improv class as a free-write. We never had to share them, it was just a little class time thingy I guess.


Alright, that's all I have for tonight, friends!


Tomorrow there will brand new photographs! Tune in :-)


Peace.


Pee.Ess. Has anyone else noticed weird things with the "preview" not looking exactly like it should when you're about to post a new post? It always seems to screw something up for me...Just sayin'.

Je Te Manque, Mon Cher

Yes, more French for ya (thanks for the correction SKS).

I apologize for the lack of blog posts lately. Yesterday, I was in Denver with my good friend from school (also a dance major, yay!) to take some more pictures (I really need to build my bunch a little more so it's no longer a bunch but a whole freakin' lot). So that's partially why there was no post all day. Hopefully I got some winners (in the photos) and perhaps you will see one pop up for Photo de la Semaine this weekend (so keep an eye out!). I have also been rather occupied with Lost as well (as you know, if you read my previous post). I'm telling you, it's got me sucked in.

I want to say that another reason why I haven't been posting lately is because I'm. Stressing. Out.

For one thing (a big thing) is that my other half (Charles) is away for the weekend in wonderful Panama City, Florida while I'm stuck here all alone (actually, I chose to stay at my parents' house because I get all freaked out if I have to sleep in my apartment by myself...). He's there for specific reasons, and I was unfortunately unable to get (buy) a plane ticket (lack of money). Now, I know it's rather silly of me to be all sad and whatnot about it because it's only for four days. We went the entire school year last year by practically only seeing each other on weekends because we lived a little over an hour apart. But still. With both of us unemployed lately (sad, I know) we haven't really been away from each other for more than a few hours (aww, so precious).

It's like we're joined at the hip.

I miss him. A lot. Charles, if you're reading this (you better be reading this) then I want you to call me immediately after you have commented. I'll send you a reminder text message as well.

The other things I'm a little stressed over right now is the fact that school is starting again on Monday (holy shit) and I haven't danced at all or been in the greatest of shape over the summer. Plus, I'm beginning to have second thoughts...but I may have to just mention that in a post a little later down the road. Also, I'm worried about this not having a job and running out of money very quickly ordeal. Basically, I'm just scared. But I'm sure I'll figure it out and push past it once school starts and I'm busy doing things again (this is where the wonderful encouragement from you comes in, loyal readers).

Haha...This is not a normal blog for me, I apologize. You were probably like, "Ooh, a French title, this should be interesting". And then you got to reading it and didn't expect it to be about me bitching and whining about my poor little self, which is why you probably stopped reading it two paragraphs ago. That's OK. I won't take it personal. I just needed to write something, and this is what started to pour out of me. My emotions have literally filled to the brim and are now spilling over the top of it.

I do have a little project in mind that I will be working on over the weekend and display it on my blog for all to see. But I'm not telling you what it is yet. It's a surprise (everybody love surprises!). I will give you one hint (in a picture) and you will have to guess what it is. I'll check back with you tomorrow and supply you all with another little hint. I hope to be done with it on Saturday, so I'll keep you posted.

Hint #1:

Thanks for reading (for those of you who got all the way through it).
And now I give you a spur of the moment poem:

Running quiet
Breeze whispers
Grass clings
Sneakers snicker
The question remains.
Blankets spread
The squirrel will tread
Cotton flutters
The bird proclaims.
Knees knocking
Clouds blocking
Eyes locking
Rocking
Rocking
Rocking
The question still remains.

Ok, that may not have been my best work, but I hope you can find your own meaning to it (you can tell me about it too if you'd like).

See you tomorrow friends!

Peace.