Saturday, 24 September 2011

Nourishment for the Personality

I sit here in this big empty house belonging to my cousins. The wind Howls outside, as does the kettle  on the stove. Lisa Hannigans voice fills my brain. As I sit and type there is a winter storm warning in effect. Fall is over. The trees dance in the wind to avoid the icy pellets the sky has released. Today, it is cold. Puddles of mud, ice, water and snow fill every little corner, as if hiding, just in case the sun decides to make an appearance.

My fingers wrap around the ocean blue cup. Fresh, warm green tea. The truth is, I should be doing homework right now, and in a way, I suppose I am, I am supposed to be working on writing, and this is writing, is it not? I would much rather just sit here, staring through the window that has been beaten by the rain. 

Today is a new day. As Steve Maraboli stated, “Today, many will break through the barriers of the past by looking at the blessings of the present. Why not you?” So, Why not you? It is time for change. Time to start fresh. “How?” you ask? I am not entirely sure, but I can assure you it is a fine idea. Here are some ideas to start.
  • Paint walls
  • Chop off hair
  • Go through clothes (get rid of the dry ones)
  • Share feelings
  • Be out of the ordinary
  • Add the “wow!” factor

My fingers slide across the black keyboard as steam rises off of my cup, Lisa Hannigan continues to enter my head. One moment as I return to the kitchen to put the kettle back on the stove for another cup.
.Minute.
The kettle softly whispers as I return the dining room and sit down in front of the picture window, the dog stares at me with big brown eyes and wet fur as she begs to be let in the house.

I need more colour. More colour in my life. So out with fall, and welcoming winter, creatively thinking of ways to brighten the brightest of colours, white. Winter is on its way, and nothing is ready for the long cold season.

My voice joins Lisas’ and I sing, with a smile on my face, and joy in my heart. Ready for another winter, another Christmas, another time in my life.

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