The longing of part 3 completely overshadowed my true superficial update
there were so many things to state - but my love sprang in the darkness
and so a list... here goes...
-I don't fear the critters quite so much
perhaps because it's winter
or I'm becoming complacent
I can walk around in the dark now and not fear the worst
though I still have reservations in the shrubs and the rocks
and stepped on a cockroach the other night
-the Indian ocean is my new boyfriend
I'm sorry English Bay but we have to break up
winter paddling (in two seat), an easy 20km
surfing rogue waves and a mid paddle swim
did I mention it's winter
-the darkness comes early
it's just accepted
but it's not scary
the creatures are too cold to come out
-the markets are everywhere
surrounded by freshness
I cook more, better
it's easy when the packaged products cost so much
-the tv is no longer winning
it's the stereo that is always on
music, surrounding me
a solo dance party in my house every night
and lots and lots of writing...
-Sundays are my favorite day
nothings open except the markets
bags of produce for cheap
so fresh, so tasty...
-Sunday is also for cleaning and calm
for sitting on the veranda with a coffee in hand
some good tunes
and maybe picking some lemons
writing or reading or sharing some good conversation
simple and oh so lovely
-my drive to work is theraputic
I give way to my thoughts
the ocean scenery
a sense of calm
and the ride home, in darkness
serene
the ships like tiny far off cities on the horizon
-my mornings are less rushed, less sleepy
get up, kettle, shower - towel warm from the dryer
breakfast and lunch making, coffee
it's simple and calm
-my wardrobe is minimal
I like it this way, don't need more
perhaps just a warmer jacket
and another pair of work heels
but it's easy having less stuff, simple
-my laundry all smells different
and it still catches me off guard,
dried on the line and
detergents you don't find back home
-I started running again, slowly
and joined the crossfit gym
both are kicking my ass
and make me want to vomit but
they're testing my limits making me push
I like the hurt (yes, I'm crazy)
-Somewhere along the way I turned into my mother
with my love of red wine
and though I'm sure it happened in Vancouver
know it happened with Kimberley
I've just realized it here
and I can't say I mind...
-the storms here are unbelievable
monsoon rains and lightening
thunder rattling the trees
the winds taking control - powerful gusts
the tin roofs making it all close in
and from it all emerges the sun, quiet surrender
The theme here seems to be simple, calm, reduction, the pure essence.
It's bringing out who I truly am and what I truly want.
Peace and love - the little things...
my old stone cottage a great big garden
writing and learning and being
growing
I'm still waiting on someone to share all this with but I'm ready
when the time comes, when he comes... slowly, in my future
my heart is open and I'm comfortable in my own skin
and I don't want for anything, I've got more than I need
I'm falling in love all over again, with this city they call Perth
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