This is a song which came to my mind in an instant, while I was thinking about the future of our world and know what will become of us and the wonderous things. Will we still be able to do the things mentioned below. For we will never know till that time truely does come.
Today could be the last time... we.... dance...
Today could be the last time that we take... that chance...
Although one day we will all dance as one...
May we laugh and hold each other in our hearts today ...
May we sing songs of joy and the memories we made...
Let the fires in our hearts remain true and strong to our selves
Let our voices ring out with love and joy!
Be true ..... to you... and everyone.
See through ... to the light ....
Feel the love of the greater good for tomorrow will bring a new...
(start back at the top)
~Jules
Monday, August 16, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Simple song I made
These are words I just sort of made up on one of those long drives back into Columbus from where I live now. I needed to write the words down so I would not forget them. But I guess its catchy, because it keeps running through my head. :)
We are soul...
(WE ARE SOUL)
We are one ...
(WE ARE ONE)
We are connected ....
(WE ARE CONNECTED)
We are one....
You and me .... we are one ...
We are soul ... we are connected ...
~Jules :)
*repeat if you desire :) I know I sure do, since its stuck in my head. Wake up humming it in my head.
We are soul...
(WE ARE SOUL)
We are one ...
(WE ARE ONE)
We are connected ....
(WE ARE CONNECTED)
We are one....
You and me .... we are one ...
We are soul ... we are connected ...
~Jules :)
*repeat if you desire :) I know I sure do, since its stuck in my head. Wake up humming it in my head.
Rain song
Listening to the sound of the rain on the pavement...
on the roof...
upon my umbrella...
They all sing a different song, yet they are One.
on the roof...
upon my umbrella...
They all sing a different song, yet they are One.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Starting fresh
I have decided to start fresh with my blogs again. I have so missed writing.
I spent so much of my past time, trying to fix something which could not be fixed. Its time to not look back, but look in the here and now.
So, here and now ....
I spent so much of my past time, trying to fix something which could not be fixed. Its time to not look back, but look in the here and now.
So, here and now ....
Mountain top with you...
(A repost from my past. From May 2009.)
You took me up on the mountain top. The view I saw will never be lost.
So far and wide, yes scared was I. You smiled as you said, take my hand and we will fly ...You held my hand and calmed my soul, I cant believe I let it go.
Falling and falling, I should have held onto you.
At the bottom I could only see you at the top, so exposed to the world and no more than a dot.
Sitting at the bottom, where its cold and damp, I should not have let go on that mountain cap. I should have held tight and went off on the flight.
My heart aches from tumbling down the side. If I could take back all that was lost, I know that you would not still be standing alone on the top.
One day I hope this will show. And the love we once had will again grow. And back on that mountain we will go, to fly to where ever it may be.
Always,
~Jules
You took me up on the mountain top. The view I saw will never be lost.
So far and wide, yes scared was I. You smiled as you said, take my hand and we will fly ...You held my hand and calmed my soul, I cant believe I let it go.
Falling and falling, I should have held onto you.
At the bottom I could only see you at the top, so exposed to the world and no more than a dot.
Sitting at the bottom, where its cold and damp, I should not have let go on that mountain cap. I should have held tight and went off on the flight.
My heart aches from tumbling down the side. If I could take back all that was lost, I know that you would not still be standing alone on the top.
One day I hope this will show. And the love we once had will again grow. And back on that mountain we will go, to fly to where ever it may be.
Always,
~Jules
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Still
(Reposted 7/7/2010)
Standing still, eyes closed, I sense you.
Laying still I feel you. Ever closer.
A touch, a kiss, the heat inbetween.
The energy coming off of skin.
A trace, a nip, giving in.
You breath and sigh a happy sigh. At least I think it is.
You breath and realize... the need for escape.
Letting go is not your way.
~Jules
Standing still, eyes closed, I sense you.
Laying still I feel you. Ever closer.
A touch, a kiss, the heat inbetween.
The energy coming off of skin.
A trace, a nip, giving in.
You breath and sigh a happy sigh. At least I think it is.
You breath and realize... the need for escape.
Letting go is not your way.
~Jules
Monday, December 7, 2009
Traveling road

The picture above is of the Red River Gorge, KY. One of my favorite places to go backpack camping when the weather isnt too warm. Yes, it holds a lot of special memories for me and it always will.
BUT, in this picture you can see the dust in the background, because we had just drove up to this spot. The dust for me represents the past and it floating away, yet those are memories still in the air. And holding onto that dust are new memories, new experiences and growth. The wind will carry it to new settings and once again to stir and rise again and again. Always growth, memories and experiences in this incarnation.
Then there is the road. A road, in which barely two cars can pass. Its a road in which, that many have traveled and yet still have to travel. I have many roads I plan to travel and I hope that everyone will understand where I am going and how important things are for me. I am sure they will.
Thanks for coming along for the ride.
~JULES
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