The many lives of a Cat

I love to travel, historical places are my favorite. I try to picture the lives of the people that lived before me. Wishing that their spirits would whisper secrets in my ear. Needless to say my favorite place on earth is England. The Green grass and rolling hills feel like a part of my soul. Climbing in ancient castles and walking on hallowed grounds of churches is an adventure.I sometimes wonder if I lived there in a past life. The deserts of the Middle east are so utterly quiet your ears begin to ring, your thoughts in your head are louder and its a fearful feeling at first. Then the peace of the nothingness washes over you and your mind seems to go blank. Its a certain peace that you can hardly stand. There is also the smell of the salt air coming of the ocean in Hawaii that is wonderful, sinking your feet in the warm sand, watching the beautiful sunsets in Maui. Realizing that there is not a care in the world accept for the next snorkel trip. The color of the water mesmerizes me in the Caymans, as does the color of the tropical fish that swim around me. The world is full of beautiful treasures just waiting to be seen. Sometimes they may even be right next door. All we need to do is open our eyes and look around us. For a moment stop and watch the leaves falling from a tree and think of rebirth. We are all constantly going through rebirth. Every experience in your life seems to lead to one moment and if you recognize that one moment of clarity the path will open to you. I have learned to walk the world with an open mind and heart. Listen to what people are saying and try to be the best person possible. Not for anyone else but for me.
Follow your dreams they may not be as far away as they seem. We are never to young or old to change our life. Reach out, there is someone out there with the same problems and suffering like you. We are not alone, even in our darkest moments.
Go Saints!!!!
I am a Wench and every year you will find me at Texas Renaissance Festival. Its good to be a Wench!!!!!!!!!





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SONNET LVL

Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd,
To-morrow sharpen'd in his former might:
So, love, be thou; although to-day thou fill
Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fulness,
To-morrrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love with a perpetual dulness.
Let this sad interim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where two contracted
new
Come daily to the banks, that, when they see
Return of love, more bless'd may be the view;
Or call it winter, which, being full of care,
Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd,
more rare.

-- William Shakespeare
















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THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

-- Robert Frost


Art by Victoria Frances Banner by LJ Whispyr