simply Emma

thought of wanting to shave off my head and get rid of hair- maybe my head would be lighter, maybe life would be simpler, maybe no grime after a day of shampoo, maybe no trace of me in the shower, it would be fresh and clean and cool and my head would get sun tanned, maybe I'd be more peaceful and zen like the monks, maybe i would get rid of what i would want to disengage from, detach from, maybe...


thought of pursuing a course on the Art of Doing Nothing - then maybe I can crochet, embroider, paint, plant, hike, write, dance, sing, meditate, levitate and fall in love with life the way a reckless, fearless youth would jump off a cliff with just a thread to hang on to, float on a parachute, live under the sea, and dream and dream and yes, dream...


thought of not wanting anything.  thought of being able to read minds.  thought of being able to heal plants, humans, animals... thought of being able to heal the past.. thought of being able to do something for the future, for the children...


then realized that i am back.  back to where i want to leave behind.  back to what i do. back to where i chase ""happy", back to faces i always like to see and to faces i do not like at all, back to being silly and quirky.... and crazy.