One

One breath, one hope, one life, one dream....

That's much too dramatic.

There's always more than one.

Or maybe it just starts as one and multiplies.

Ever growing, ever changing...

until you find it, and it's time to go.

Sore

My veins are sore.

Tender and bruised from the poking and prodding to see what runs thru.

Silly man, should know you have to breathe.

But when dreams fill the air, it's easy to loose your head.

Dizzy is all that's left.

Not enought blood, not enough air.

Too much life to take all in one swallow

wisdom of Mary Ellen

"...I'm not so worried about the husband thing right now. In fact, I'm not worried about it at all. What I really want in this life is comradery, companionship. I find that in many people around me, and I have to believe as long as I live honestly and give myself to the things that I am inspired to do and believe in, I will find like-minded people. And honestly, I like all kinds of different people, and find joy in many varied groups of friends and strangers. I am most grateful however for those who understand me, soul to soul... and I suppose that is something I would measure on different levels with different individuals. But I count myself blessed to find understanding and acceptance, grace and love from many folks around me. We don't all talk about the same things, and we certainly aren't doing all of the same things with our lives; but there is true beauty to be found in every soul, and I am truly, truly thankful for those that fit well - intimating with mine - in all the different ways, on all the different days..."

- Mary Ellen Henley, myspace blog "sweeter than honey, my cup of tea", posted July 28, 2008