I will talk more about how I've remembered how to breathe... later, soon, promise. I'm just in a rambling mood at the moment. "later, soon, promise" "shit, fuck, wow" I'm sure there are loads of, millions no doubt, three word combinations that go in sequence and perfectly express something or other that's going on... interesting...
Anyhow, I have a room in my house that used to be a deck... but the deck was torn off completely and a completely new space was created. It measures 19 feet long and 11 feet wide. The ceilings are 12 feet high with six skylights. There are two large windows on each side, a door also on the right side and a large window at the end. It is well insulated with storm windows and a ductless heating and air conditioning unit. I have a comfy chair and ottoman for reading with a nice light and all the windows have nice deep sills for use as shelves. I also have shelves for books and a table for crafts and two desks. There are no less than 12 year round green residents of varying sizes... even in winter I've managed to keep them all alive for several years now. With the addition of the heating unit I don't have to schlep them all into the dining room in the fall.
This space is also the home to my drum, singing bowl, my altar, all my stones, a small TV with DVD, arts and crafts, photos, a nice wireless speaker and workout weights and whatnots. Oh and candles and incense and did I mention books and art and plants and lots of cool pens and pencils and journals.
So the point of this exercise is to come up with a name or names for the space. Here are some options: den, study, hideout, library, greenhouse, oasis, portal, nursery, porch, retreat, book room, plant room, play hall, play shop, conservatory, lounge, parlor, gallery, sanctuary, refectory (although there is very little eating done it sounds cool), temple, salon, shrine, arboretum, and bottega. There's a few and then we have the possible combinations... plant hideout, study portal, library oasis, etc.
This is the type of shit that overwhelms me... in such cases I go with my gut. So I'll narrow them down... At first pass these spoke to me: retreat, hideout, oasis, den, library, lounge, conservatory, portal, salon, parlor, gallery, bottega (I thought a bottega was for whores... apparently not...) So now it's relatively obvious my retreat portal or den oasis or conservatory hideout or gallery lounge or library salon. I don't need to decide right now... that is clearer and clearer to me, there really is plenty of time.
Just a small scarry peak into my mind... frightening, right?
What shall I forgive this day to amuse and delight?
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
Fibber McGee's closet!