Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Once again

Once a few months ago, I stilled myself and sat here so quietly. I willed myself out into space, to feel the verses of the music and to see the beating of the drums that hold the universe together. I went it for me, for you, for everyone who needed to be. Space was calling.

Space is such a lovely word. It fills my mind with breathing. It fills my soul with thoughts. It fills my heart with sounds. I’m filled with silence, then laughter.

I like laughter. I like thoughts of laughter streaming though the stars and over the planets. I love the image of my heart healing as I take in the cool, cool, night and all its secrets in the deep, deep hollows of the twist and turns of worm holes. I like thinking about the stars that have yet to be born and become red giants of the universe.

Give me a nebula to climb on. Whew! I could feast for years on the color.

Imagine the colors. In the space of my dreaming, I color adventures with colors that even my crayons have never seen. I could touch the vibrancy and make vibrations that moved in rings like water, see the shimmering sensations of the cosmic dust that flutters off the planet as I kick my feet up in a dance of pleasure or I move the tiniest twinkling star to have the tiniest smile for me.

Once a few months ago, I stilled myself and sat here so quietly.

Tonight I play among the colors and find the space I need to breathe.

And once again, everyone I know gets nicer.
−me strauss Letting me be


Mama Mouse said...

Space is filled with magical and mystical playthings. To reach to the stars and play with them is a treasure we all need to experience.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Mama,
I find space gives room to breathe and time to think. That makes my brain and my heart relax. Everyone and everything around me gets nicer. Or maybe it's just me. :)

dsnake1 said...

i can imagine your smiles travelling through the lightyears, visiting stars upon lovely stars. :)

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dsnake,
I'm smiling now to read your comment. Yeah. I was smiling when I wrote that too. Laughing even. Space is a wonderful thing!

michaelm said...

Space is such a lovely word.
For a writer, it's what it's really all about sometimes, isn't it?
Space, a breath, a pause, a thought...
Miles Davis said it best when he was speaking about improvisation. He said, "Think of a note, then don't play it."
A simple thought that is oddly enough profoundly complex.
Great post, ME...
I've been away. Catching up.