Am I ahead?
Or am I behind?
Is doesn’t really matter,
when one is tired and lost.
If you figure it out,
please give a call.
Or text, or email.
To get the message through.
Until then, I plan to drift~
Floating Lanterns available here.
Pretty sure this sucked for all parties involved.
Prayers to all, alive and lost.
The point when you come home and my nose nestles into your neck. The smell of you tickles my senses and brings me immense Joy. My eyes close, my shoulders relax and you inhale/exhale deeply into my hair. The tension rolls off. Peace.
The flesh may not be perfect, but the nooks, crannies, and scars read like poetry. The epic piece is called You. And the pleasure derived from the re-reading of the work cannot be measured. It is a treasure of Life, of Us.
The quote from Walt Whitman applies in its short form.
In the long form, one us falls short and it’s not you.
But, the sentiments do offer an altruistic way to live life.
This is what you shall do
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
“This is what you shall do…” by Walt Whitman,
from the preface of Leaves of Grass.
Sigh, dievca always cries during the Olympics. Winter or Summer.
Having been an elite Athlete for the USA,
she know how much pain and joy the athletes have known.
Emotions overwhelm her.
dievca is so happy to see the work done to achieve the honor of attending the Olympics.
she hopes every athlete competes well and brings their best.
It is a lifetime of work, presented to the World.
Here’s a photo mix of past inspirational athletes and gold medal winners from Rio.
Sport is one area where the World comes together in Peace.
Tell dievca that you only root for your country, tell her that you are not inspired from a great Road Cycling Race, Football Match, amazing Synchronized Diving skills, a fabulous High Jump — that you are not wiggling in your seat from a catchy Women’s Gymnastic Floor event. If you tell her that…she will make you sit next to her and watch with her eyes.
(BTW, another area of Peace is Science — but that is something for another post.)
PS. dievca mutters and asks questions through each event, analyzing the body mechanics, rules, performance, tactics. Master is patient with her and is humored.
dievca will cry, again, on August 21st with the closing Ceremonies.
When the time to share the dreams of others comes to an end.
Dreams fulfilled or crushed.
A reflection of Life.
An unexpected interlude from two viewpoints:
For me: Handsomeness
For You: Beauty
For me: 20+
For You: One
For me: Peace
For You: Ecstasy
For Us: Love
Continued from yesterday.
dievca made her way home from the Met Museum to sit in the sun on her fire escape, take a nap and relax. she got up to hop in the shower and change for the rest of her full day.
What dievca wore:
Next on the agenda, a visit to Bard Graduate Center for an exhibition:
Fashion the Body: An Intimate History of the Silhouette
Running until July 26th, 2015.
The original show was offered at the Musée des Arts décoratifs in Paris in 2013. Curated by Denis Bruna, curator of pre-19th-century fashion and textile collections at the Musée des Arts décoratifs and professor at the École du Louvre.
The showing was fantastic, well put together and it had a sense of humor. dievca can show you her photos from the first floor, until the security guards hollered at her.
One of the best exhibits was on the 2nd Floor (image swipped from the Idiosyncratic Fashionistas — as dievca couldn’t get a photo…), there were a line-up of mannequins showing changes in silhouettes throughout the decades.
dievca took a walk over to Master’s apartment for dinner and extensive conversation. Master had been traveling for the past month.
A bottle of rosé bubbly was uncorked to celebrate Master’s travels, good health and dievca’s successful completion of the Winter/Spring season. Salmon and rice pilaf were on the menu, finishing with watermelon. A very low-key relaxed evening — geared towards closure and new beginnings. Gentle touching, more of a simple evening rather than a D/s evening. Something Master sensed dievca needed desperately.
dievca found her solace.
Yesterday, you read about dievca licking her wounds — that happened a couple of weeks ago. Later that week was dievca’s last open weekday before the Summer. she has a new work schedule for the next 2.5 months – and the weekdays are filled as well as one weekend day.
So, after her upset and on her last free Friday, dievca wanted to hit experiences that gave her the feeling of open space and Joy. She was seeking Solace in the City.
Going to the Hamptons was cancelled, the weather didn’t look good enough to take the train to Brighton Beach, Master couldn’t spend the day with her, and many friends were out of town….grrrr….
Here’s what happened: 7:45 am is the opening of Century 21 (the clothing store). dievca woke up, showered, got her oatmeal/coffee and caught the E train. she wandered around the store, marvelling at the changes (her overall opinion is that it is not as fun as it used to be when it was messier…). dievca bought a Derek Lam 10 Crosby Gold Parka and MiH Jeans navy blue mesh t-shirt.
At 9:30 am, she caught the subway to the Upper East Side and got off at 86th and Lex, bought another coffee at a street vender and walked over to 5th Avenue. A few blocks down, she arrived at the Metropolitan Museum, timing her arrival for when it opened. The reason for the timing was to beat the crowds.
After a mad dash to the Egyptian Wing, dievca arrived in the Temple of Dendur Room. she sat down and absorbed the feeling of space and peace.
Meandering through the American Wing to get to the Rooftop Garden, dievca enjoyed some decorative arts and the feeling of joy.
Continuing on her way, she passed through the Medieval section and entered the European Arts Courtyard to enjoy the elegance and open intimacy.
she ran into a sculpture of “Summer” who is built like she is:
Up the elevator to the 5th floor, dievca was delighted to find an empty garden space and free seating to enjoy the sun and the view without a crowd.
Moving onward she entered the photography exhibition (click on the title to see more):
The Met was getting crowded and dievca’s sense of space was being invaded by tour groups — so, she made her way home in preparation for the 2nd half of her day of seeking Solace.
Part Two Coming Up!
Photos by dievca unless stated.