Confession of an Intermittent Blogger

Has it really been a week since I posted?

My life has been a little crazy this week. Last night I finished a school paper on the Dynastic and Sumerian civilizations and their concepts of kingship.

My brain works on a funny little level, free association is only the tip of my mental iceberg- so while coming across different religious themes and aspect- I had the urge to revisit the Bhagavad Gita. I have not read the entire Mahabharata in three or four years, and the Bhagavad Gita always appealed to me. Once the urge hit, I was unable to drift to sleep until I read a few passages. The strength of the story and characters, and of course the allegory always amaze me!

It reminded me of a time many years ago that I had the opportunity to hear the original sanskrit versus sung the way they were intended, and that I had once desperately planned to travel to India. Where did that ferocity go? I haven't thought about India in too many years, but suddenly, here it is again.

I guess some dreams really are old friends.

Speaking of friends... do I have an out there that would provide me lodging during visit to India? I'll bring cupcakes and smiles.

On a separate but equal note, I was turned on to a new photographer. This man, I would let take my picture. Sometimes I daydream that I am a photographer. But alas, I can see the beauty in the world, but I can not capture it!

If you are reading this, and you are a photographer, please send me some pictures or your website link. I love to look at beautiful things...

I wrote a poem last night, and though it is not a happy one, I fell in love with it anyway. It is, of course, in the 8th volume of my journal, but I'll post it tomorrow and maybe someone out there that will find it as therapeutic as I do, or at least see the strength in my fragile subject.