To my (currently) lost soul mate..

I read this and felt a longing.. A longing I've felt all my life.. A longing to something unknown to me.. A longing I never understood, until I met you. It was a longing for you.

"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so out of control that you have to transform your life..."
— Elizabeth Gilbert

I miss you to bits.. I believe this is just an interlude, a part of the process.. And in due time, our paths will merge again..

Love, your eternal soul mate

A kind of presence

He left her but a hollow presence, echoing his words.. #vss

afra//September 10th 2011

Seeking a lost wisdom..

On this label I'll share Very Short Stories I wrote initially on twitter.. 

Tracing her grandfather's words with her finger, she looked for a lost world.. Despaired, she held the old book to her and closed her eyes. #vss

Ancient winds blew at her, lifting her spirits.. Blissfully, she inhaled all the wisdom. #vss

afra//September 13th 2011

A night of a thousand..

Earlier this year I had a magical night.. Alone with the heavens I was showered with grace.. A divine light that washed out my heart.

It was dark, it was cold, and it was still.. I felt more alive than ever before. I wrote a few reflections and feelings, but then I stopped writing, stopped thinking, I started just feeling.. 

So am sharing the so little I have of it, because I'd hate to see it go with no account, for it's a night to remember for life..

The breathtaking night sky engulfs my soul.. It's almost as miraculous as our souls embracing.
..
I don't know whether it's my soul taking in the heavens, or the heavens taking in my soul.
..

and Im ending it with what I began with that night..
Night is the lovers' haven, for only in its serenity does a star flirt with a cloud.

afra//February 13th 2011

I lost my inspiration along with you

You were there..

Then you were gone..

And somewhere along the way,

words lost all meaning..

Oh wow, has it been a while or what?

So an update of sorts is expected, huh?
Well.. I'm on a sabbatical. A break from the race, to figure things out, gain some perspective again. Been doing a lot of reading and meditating..

And since retreating, I realize it has been hard to keep in touch with me so I guess it's time to get this blog up and running again, I miss writing, all I've been writing lately has been tweet-long lines, even in my journals. And that's partially the reason behind my love/hate relationship with twitter. Yes, it helped me put it out, but it also pulled me further into brevity. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it isn't exactly the thing you want in therapeutic writing/journaling. So hopefully blogging will be good practice in getting back to a bit of elaborating.

Meh, I hate these update posts.. It should be a reason to never stop blogging lol :]

Smokin'

Went into the kitchen a couple of hours ago to fix myself something to eat, the result an hour later:

• A smokey burger in toast instead of a bun. With a burned patty, green/gray sauteed onions, cherry tomatoes, some sweet danish cheese, and sweet mustard. Sounds awful, and looked questionable, but didn't taste half bad.
• A kitchen with a huge cloud of smoke.
• Two stupid birds screeching for dear life at one in the morning.
• A list of groceries.
• And a good memory :)

This is by no means a reflection of my cooking skills lol

Boy, am I glad mom's not home for the weekend ;p

Go away

So I've decided I wont sit and wait for it to pass. It's just too much pain to take in. It has been one of those downs that scatter with it's fall, what seems to have already settled. It felt like I was pulled back into the past. I was never one to obsess about the past, I look at life as problems that need to be solved. Define it. Solve it. And if you can't solve it just accept it, or let it be and walk away. That's why this time I found myself in unfamiliar territory.. thinking about what is already done, grieving over what had already passed, and I can't change that. I realize I've been walking away a lot, and accepting so little. I need to figure it all out, come in terms with my past, and accept. But till I have done so, I refuse to keep on hurting. I'm not waiting for it to pass.

So pain, I'm washing you away. I'm wishing you away. I'm making you go away. You're not welcome here, so go away.

What The Duck: Duck & Dog

Duck & Dog

If I had a penny everytime I saw one of those.. lol no really, it's sad.

I love this strip. And I'm almost sure all photographers do/would. It's by Aaron Johnson check it out

I haven't been well for the past few days, and I've been wanting to share some thoughts, but i find myself shutting everyone out. So I'm waiting it out... it'll pass :)