It was a relief to see something so beautiful in the sky last night after the terror of the last few days of bushfire in South Australia. I’m so thankful my family are safe. ❤💜
I awoke screaming this morning with a man standing over the top of me. In those few seconds I was submerged in decades of memories & my heart pounded out of control. As my eyes focussed & my ears warmed up I heard Corsmor whisper,
“Hey it’s only me… are you okay?”
I closed my eyes again, slowly. My eyelids visible to me as they shut out the light. Confusion & then relief. As I rubbed my sore neck & shoulders it was then I realised my skin was clammy with sweat & I was shaking uncontrollably.
I got myself up & shook the horror somewhere deep down while I showered & washed off the nightmares that I could not remember. The water was hot enough to burn my skin right to the bone; boil me alive. I stayed that way for an hour or more.
When finally I did get out of the shower, I saw myself in the foggy mirror, my naked body looking small & overwhelmed with red & stinging scars. As I dried my hair I remembered moonlight from my dreams. I wrapped a towel around myself & walked barefoot to my piano where I sat down. The notes from ‘Clair de Lune’ filled my mind. My fingers shook on the keys & I stroked them like a long-lost pet,
“can I remember how to play… this?” I whispered
Then, like the rusty magic of a teenage boy my fingers floated & pressed on the keys, I knew the tune & it knew me. Then came calm, unimaginable.
This tune is part of the soundtrack of my life – first heard as a girl. I dreamed of one day seeing Paris, of walking streets unknown, unseen. Lying somewhere on the grass staring up at a new night sky – stars I have never seen – in a place of beauty rivalled only by the music it makes in my mind.
(visit YouTube to hear – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LXl4y6D-QI)
Off to see the new Star Trek movie in 3D tonight with Corsmor & Sparky. The glasses give me migraines but it’s so worth it 🙂
It will be nice to get out of the house and escape for a couple of hours, feeling so house bound now (even though I’m not). Just lack any motivation or inspiration for anything other than lazing around & playing out in cyber space.
“Time isn’t a straight line. It’s all… bumpy-wumpy. There’s loads of boring stuff. Like Sundays & Tuesdays & Thursday afternoons. But now & then there are Saturdays.” ~~ The Doctor (‘The Impossible Astronaut’)
Since today is a boring Monday & also New Year’s Eve we took a drive. Ended up at the Coorong – a lovely place for a walk.
Doctor Who “Spoilers”… Can’t wait!!! Looking forward to the continuing journey but will miss the Pond/River story arc.
So while I am still sceptical I guess take comfort in the fact that someone is looking for a New Earth. We are going to need it.
I would love to see this…. I need to buy a big telescope… How intense that would be to watch with my own eyes.
NewsDaily: “Huge asteroid headed for close encounter with Earth”
I awoke on possibly the most uncomfortable couch on planet Earth this morning. Collapsed there after staying up most of the night keeping an eye on Violet. She doesn’t say a lot, our Violet, but she doesn’t need to either.
There will come a time when she is going to need to pull herself together & work out what it is that she really wants & why she chases a new story before she’s finished the last episode. Her whole life is like previews of new beginnings that never really come to life. I think Violet knows what it is that she wants but is too gutless to really chase it. Only, maybe she likes living in anticipation of finally making the right choices.
I’ve been watching Violet for so many years trying to work out the method in her madness but I don’t think there is a clear recipe. She goes about her own demise in so many ways & I don’t know how she continually adds to it without significant destruction.
The uncomfortableness of the couch is what kept me awake really, for hours. Thinking. Violet has so much potential…
Text conversation with my Dad tonight:
Violet: “Is that Venus under the moon?”
Sparky: “Yes and that is Saturn underneath”
Violet: “Jeez I’m a good guess, must have my Dad’s blood”
Sparky: “Which by the way is green”
Noone makes me giggle like my Dad.
Current Mood: hyper
I have just finished watching the second series of Battlestar Galactica & I have been blown away! What an incredible story, I am addicted.
Digger texted me half way through, saying he was amazed how much he can relate me to Starbuck. I had noticed it myself & it only became more apparent as the episodes went on that it was true, right down to the minor details.
It will be almost a year until I get to see season three. I am wondering if by then my dreams will have stopped – I have dreamed about it every night for weeks now. I’m beginning to wonder if I am going to become one of those crazy obsessed fans who stalk the actors… probably a good thing that I live in Australia.
Reading up on the actress who plays Starbuck (Katee Sackhoff) & I discovered we have many things in common, including being born 4 days apart in the same year. She has a tattoo on her arm which says in Latin “Public Property” – something that has been written into the series – I loved that idea.
I am hoping that season three DVD’s are not so far away as a year…