Voyaging..

"Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon"
                                Winnie The Pooh

I once worked at a flower shoppe where  I received instruction on the intricate design of European hand ties. Daily I practiced with beautiful long stemmed roses.  Roses in pinks & reds & yellows mixed with stargazer lilies & greenery of every shade.  As much as I adored the scent, the beauty & the art of the flowers? Surprisingly, my favorite part of the job became the assembling of helium balloons!  Oh how I loved picking out shiny mylar heart & figure shaped balloons in bright metallic colors of the rainbow. Watching them come to life through the nozzle of a helium tank gave me a sense of joy.  I imagined who would smile when they received them. I imagined who might eventually let them go, setting them free to fly out into the universe! I always hoped their short balloon lives would end somewhere within the clouds rather than in a stuffy corner of a bedroom or in a dark office space. The thought of them slowly losing helium day by day until they were nothing made me sad.  I hoped they would not return to the crinkled up mylar from which they had begun without first trying to touch the sky.
We all deserve a chance to touch the sky..
To get lost in flight amongst the clouds in beauty & grandeur & the courage to float aimlessly at times;Voyaging without a map in our sights, but rather only passion in our eyes.

Hepburn Hugs & Ric Ocasek Dreams,
xo
Birdee Bow

One born every minute...

"Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening."    Greta Garbo

                                                               
Sometimes disappointment comes at you like a slow moving wave, something you can see from the shore. Oh it's out there alright, but it's miles away. You never expect it has the power to engulf you.  This is the type of disappointment that you can deal with, somehow rationalize.  And although it's not any easier, this is often the sort of letdown that enables you to believe there is still time & power to change it,  if you can only rally yourself quickly enough & muster up all the courage needed for a good fight.
And then there's the disappointment that comes from out of nowhere.
Left field,
"I never saw it coming" style .
No softening of the blow.
I hate that style.

Thinking today about disappointment & trying to remind myself of all the ways hurt can be positive. Hard to imagine anything that has the ability to knock the wind out of you has a positive side, but hey, work with me, I'm trying to be an optimist here;)

I think hurt breaks us to the core so that we can somehow find the courage to build ourselves back together, better..
Maybe letdowns are designed to make us slow down.
Maybe letdowns force us to notice the simplicity of life going on around us: Sunshine, the breeze. Gentle branches moving within the rhythm of the wind with zero effort.
 The same lack of effort that enables our hearts to keep beating..

              even when it's tough to breathe.



New hope.  There's one born every minute
Hepburn Hugs & Ric Ocasek Dreams
xo
Birdee Bow

I can hear you with my heart...

"I pretended to be someone I wanted to be until finally I became that person...Or he became ME"
  Cary Grant

While visiting with a friend of mine recently I found myself going on & on, ok & ON about all my ideas for the future. Plans, business opportunities, career thoughts, songs yet to be written, book ideas & at least a dozen or so fashion design commentaries which I'm sure were not only unimaginable but also completely ludicrous.  Ahhh, but such is the joy of friendship!  Sharing all the wannas, couldas & Ima do its with someone who loves you & cares about you is a great feeling.  The sorta feeling that somehow allows you to leave all your inhibitions at the doorstep & say it like you mean it to an open, caring heart willing to take it all in.

SO you can imagine my surprise as I began to wrap up my dialogue & BAM!!
 My dear friend replied with only this:  "Paris in the Spring."

  "Wha? Excuse me?  What do you mean?   Paris in the Spring?"

 "I think Paris in the Spring is a good plan, an important plan for you.  You absolutely must find a way to see Paris in the Spring"

I'm pretty sure my friend is right.
Within all that planning how could I forget about Paris in the Spring?

I think it's quite possible that true friends filter our words through their hearts..   I'm a fan.


Hepburn Hugs & Ric Ocasek Dreams

xo

Birdee Bow