This journey to the the land of smiles feels like a journey to my true self. I will be with my Thai Canadian friends, but for the first time, no one from home. I finished the house and it is time to move on and follow my personal path and leave the expectations of others. Somewhere as I walk the streets, kneel in morning mindfulness, I will be on a quest to reach into my soul to take pictures with a clear and honest head. In doing so I will let the words tumble on to pages so I can try to find my voice and watch my thinking.. There will be photo pictures for the viewer and word pictures so I can watch my writers mind fid voice.
Not everyone likes every writer, the style, the words, but that doesn't matter.
The first words I put on paper were songs, then the Haiku. I have gotten lost in the politics of writing for an audience and making nice. I bore me. When true to my soul I sing of overcoming and injustice..the time has come to get back to myself. I will struggle but the journey is all that matters and if I leave people...thanks for walking as long as you did...but farewell. So hang on this will be a bumpy ride.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
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Hope you have arrived safely and am looking forward to sharing your perceptions in words and photos!
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