Sometimes, love, especially one-way, is so not written in the stars...and you just have to wait for your heart to come back to earth :(

Talking to you (only in my head) I say,
I'm not asking for the moon...only to get over you
 or (at least) for the pain in my heart to go away.


 

I can't write poetry at all, but if I could I think maybe it would help...

This article is very interesting:

http://www.thereviewreview.net/publishing-tips/how-can-poetry-heal-us

Here's a snippet from it:

Being conscious of your limits will shield you in your descent toward the emotional journeys Diane Ackerman describes above.  All this being said, poetry, when used for expression and therapeutic purposes, can open doors to healing that were previously barred.  Another piece from the Writers’ Craft Box is a feature on the Pongo Teen Writing Project.  Reaching out to children and young adults in juvenile detention centers, homeless shelters, psychiatric hospitals, and other organizations, founder Richard Gold and his team of Pongo volunteers use a carefully constructed model to encourage written expression that will target those areas which are most affecting the youths’ circumstances (early childhood trauma, such as abuse, rape, addiction, death and violence). In a post on the Pongo site blog, entitled “Poetry Saved My Life”, (a line excerpted from a fourteen year-old’s poem), Gold writes, “I've seen that life's worst experiences can exist as strangers in us, separate, like people we don't know and don't want to know. Yet these worst experiences remain our passionate life companions.  I've seen that our emotions after life's worst experiences can be sealed in a variety of containers, some buried, or in a black hole, some that explode unexpectedly, some that exist only in the public realm, some that exist only in private, some that exist in one part of ourselves and not in others.  But I've also seen that through poetry, people can open these containers, and move their contents, these painful emotions, into new frames that are more open and repurposed for a meaningful life.”

 

note to self...

Sometimes, just doing this feels like a major accomplishment...getting up in the morning and heading out the door to where you have to go. Sleep and dreams can make nighttime such a horrible thing to face and recurring nightmares, in particular, can be a real and very painful challenge.

Sad dreams, while not always nightmares, have their own way of infusing your real world with something equally upsetting upon waking. 

I wish so, so much that we had more say in what we dreamed and that we could stop the bad ones (and sometimes the good ones that can hurt in their own ways as well) from happening...

Related articles:

http://dreamstudies.org/2010/09/02/14-tips-for-getting-rid-of-nightmares/

http://dreamstudies.org/2009/09/15/depression-ssri-and-dreams/

I saw this on a clothing website and the words just really hit home with me because there are some people in your life who are still there even when they are not...and that can be a good thing or a bad, depending on the person and how you feel about him or her.

It's a quiet voice, but it is still there and it is saying, things are going to get better...maybe not today, maybe not even tomorrow, but eventually. And eventually isn't necessarily a bad word...it really is not.

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I love this picture of Karen Carpenter. It shows a less sad, more playful side to her. I couldn't sleep the other night and watched a PBS documentary on The Carpenters and it is poignant and then there is that voice, the one that is unforgettable and unlike any before or after.

A comment online (via datalounge) about her voice maybe says it best:

"While her voice is hauntingly beautiful, there is also a genuine warmth to it as well. The kind of voice that would comfort you in your darkest hour of need."

As does this one:

"We all don't have to "love" the same artist. That being said, I thought Karen had the most beautiful alto, melancholic, perfect pronunciation of words, effortless delivery and a dynamite lower register. Her strength really."

That is why, despite all the sadness surrounding her life and the tragedy of her death that can make it hard to put on the Carpenters music at times, listening to her can still be so very, very nice.