Friday, April 23, 2004

........ yes yesterday .......... I had a good time see blogs below.

Before the pleasure was the work, which is also a pleasure. Well work, for me, is deep satisfaction but not always a pleasure. It can be tough but deep and stretching.

On the back of the overdose / death the community is and was in reflective mood and restless with this and other issues. The people make it for me and I left that community for artistic pleasure with hugs from people, who I consider - have walked on from that community into great steps of wholeness.
Leaving good.
Leaving and ready.
Leaving hostel living and being ready for steps forward and onward.

When you are homeless and live in a hostel - that is pretty near the bottom. Only the street is lower. When you can come to terms with yourself, owning the realities, and then become more emotionally stable, then you are ready to walk on and live independently and become non dependent ......... I am left behind too .......... and I am delighted (yet a little sad!).
The words below say so much into my soul and work ....... walk on .....

And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind

And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for one second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't steal it
No, they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

Walk on, walk on
What you've got they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
You stay safe tonight

And I know it aches, how your heart it breaks
You can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Home, hard to know what it is if you've never had one
Home, I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is

And I know it aches and your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on

Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you feel
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
It’s only time
All that you bear
No more than a feeling on my mind
All that you see
All that you wear
All that you sense
All that you scheme
All you dress up
All that you’ve seen
All you create
And all that you wreck
All that you hate

Walk on by U2