Thursday

Just keep swimming.

Sometimes I complicate things so very much. Unintentionally. I have always told myself and been told that I am too deep a thinker. I watch those around me who don't have this "curse" and I think, that is sad. For the most part, that is sad that they accept what they are told and swim safely in the main stream of this river. I try to get then to meander with me-- to divert into all the little side streams that allow for different perspectives of the world around us. For always, we will return to that main stream... It's the only way out of the river alive. But once you have seen other parts, that main stream looks different to you. (because you are different). I am fine with, and have spent lots of my time taking these other streams. I'm still moving down the river, but I am taking it at a slower or sometimes quicker pace. Sometimes I stop and watch for a while. Sometimes I find myself in a more dangerous stream and get caught in a whirlpool. Sometimes I am alone. Sometimes one of the side streams becomes too crowded with other explorers and it loses it's magic. But sometimes the crowd is a party- a passionate group of supporters.
I don't care if it takes longer or leads me in circles for a bit, or if it rushes me too quickly on or drags me under either. I would rather explore than float. Usually.
But sometimes... I watch those floating ones with envy. It is a choice, you know? And though it may be simple, and ignorant, and safe, it is just that which entices me. I am hungry for simple right now. I am ready for ignorant! I think there is just as much bravery in choosing to swim the main stream when you need to. Or always. So you know where to find me, fellow fish.

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Also, I'm headed to salt lake for my beauty of a sisters dance competition this weekend. She competed her solo and duet a few weeks ago, which I have failed to write about, but did so amazing! First place in both, actually. She is a rock star. And this competition appears to be harder, so we are anxious and excited! I unfortunately have to spend a night away from my little family, but I am also looking forward to a girls night!

1 comments:

Hoggey Bears May 17, 2012 at 9:08 PM  

um hi i love this. and i miss you, fellow fish

love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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