Posts Tagged ‘love’

Fiercely Female Warrior of the Heart

Sunday, July 30th, 2017

     We choose love. Or do we? Choosing the way of the romantic heart is to follow an unpredictable, crazy road of emotion; to invite bliss and pain in varying degrees. And when pain is the result, it’s usually in the the “worst-ever” catagory. No! Yes! No!

So I decided one morning, while ruminating on the state of my own heart and by the same token, current love interest, what a lot of guts it takes to keep ‘going back for more.’ Therefore, my reasoning continued, the way of the heart is surely that of a kind of warrior. I am a – what do I call it? I am a…Fiercely Female Warrior of the Heart!  Who vows to do no harm save to anyone besides myself! I am in hot pursuit of true love, careening down the path of ultimate mystery. A champion to the death of love happily ever after. Despite numerous failures. Miscalculations. Hits and misses and hurt that seemed endless.

More images flood in with these thoughts…I take a determined stance with an invisible sword of love. I swing at the moon, make my play, swallow stars of longing. I sing out a cry, calling, calling. The battle wages in the secret chambers of my own life. Something pure and sweet shakes and shifts in the earthquake of my making. I am trembling, purified.

I can be patient, even with a singing sword. The sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes. Months go by yet still I search, eyes open, heart ready for the next, maybe the final, recognition of love well and truly. I can wait for you. I can keep the road open so you can find me; fearless and still full of hope.

XO
Louisa




Love Under the Leaves…Isn’t Just for Humans

Sunday, October 2nd, 2016

Autumn is dripping into wet reality and the paranormal creatures of Portland are stirring. Time for new hiding places!  Narrow, green eyes peer out from under soggy piles. Summer sanctuaries are exposed as boughs once laden with thick foliage hang bare. Creatures seeking anonymous quiet in the cityscape are everywhere if you simply open the eyes of wonderment and look.

They, like all of us, seek security, comfort, shelter from the storms and most of all, love. The mysterious dragons – blessed with a dual nature, long for passion. What couldn’t be found in the summer is surely hiding somewhere in the piles of red and orange leaves, the trees shimmering in autumn’s gold light, the full moon casting benevolence and tolerance.

Where are you, my gorgeous, beautiful ones? Can I help you? Kiss you? I, at least, will see you, whisper prayers for your safety and dream of your wings sparkling against azure skies.
XO
Louisa

paranormal creatures flying in the night sky