life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"


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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Circles

Circles are unbroken infinite lines without beginning, end or direction, ancient symbols of eternal love.

My circles are endless and unmeasurable. I can attempt to measure the area or circumference of a circle by way of the arithmetic (rational) function Pi.  However Pi ( π ) will never produce a whole rational number, only an irrational number whose final decimal place can never be resolved. Regardless of how close I come to getting an exact measurement of a circle or my life, I can never fully resolve it.

My bracelets, unbroken circles without beginning or end are my constant reminder that I cannot resolve or understand the infinite.  Each circle has been given to me by my dear friend or family member. Every one of them is more dear to me than I can say and I never take any of them off.  
"You Have Lived"  Don McClean         

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