So how to defeat the snow dump? Get out! I didn't care how long it took me to dig out; I just did it! Perusing through Borders, I lol-ed to the book "Why Men Marry Bitches" and used a gift card to purchase the ON SALE "The gift of Yoga" book and dvd to institute a balanced morning ritual:) Who knew I'd randomly meet a stats teacher from SLU who emailed me fun, easy to read stats texts such as "Discovering Statistics Using SPSS: And Sex and Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll" haha! I feel way more prepared for my last class--the capstone research paper-ooooh!
I guess the animal symbology site was right--I've been seeing hawks everywhere! (well, before the snow) and yes, I googled what seeing hawks meant, and the most meaningful line to me was: "The hawk has keen eyesight, it is about opening our eyes and seeing that which is there to guide us." Thus, I really think all these little tid bits of the day build up to delight me, guide me, and push me in the right direction.
Via
Art communicates beauty. Via means "way" in Latin, and I believe we each have our own way to create. This blog celebrates unique mediums of expression.
"View from Above" poem about Mississippi River from flight window: FL to STL 4/2010
"View from Above" poem about the Mississippi River
I wish I could feel
the rocky banks that angle down to the squishy bottom.
The mix of steely rock
and soft mud,
Like a nutty chocolate pudding pie.
Slide down that bank
and create my own grooves-
my own path:
as I descend onto my belly and wiggle in the mushy mud pie floor.
Until I look up,
beckoned by the white light above me dancing on the water's surface.
Hear me St. Louis!
I wish I could feel
the rocky banks that angle down to the squishy bottom.
The mix of steely rock
and soft mud,
Like a nutty chocolate pudding pie.
Slide down that bank
and create my own grooves-
my own path:
as I descend onto my belly and wiggle in the mushy mud pie floor.
Until I look up,
beckoned by the white light above me dancing on the water's surface.
Hear me St. Louis!