My Counting Rope

"Knots in a Counting Rope." A Native Peoples tale of the trials and successes of life and the markers that stem from these experiences. I stumbled across this little story awhile ago in my internet wanderings and it has stuck with me all these years. It reflects the experiences I have had with my own life and experiences. With this blog, I hope to reflect to the world and my own reminisces of the path that I have walked and the gems I found along the way. The pictures posted will be the "knots" along my own life's rope.

Monday, September 12, 2011

My Soul Sister... Ms Dreamweaver

As the world again places the memories of yesteryear upon the shelf, I am again reminded how wonderful my life is and how fuller is has become by knowing one person. This person and I have shared tears, laughter, many, many long discussions of the type of world we would have if we were able, and we continue to support each other through this labyrinth called Life.
When we met, it was one of my darkest hours that I have seen in my life. She flooded that darkness with a light so bright that the moon was in envy. When I saw only the oncoming train, she has pointed out the flowers along the way. Just to distract me long enough that the train may not hurt as bad when it hit. If she was unable to derail it. When I have been too clueless to buy a vowel, she gleefully gave me the whole alphabet, with the clue x 4 to spell it out. She is my balance in life. And we all need to have one.
I wish the world to know how special this lady is. And there are not enough words in all the languages in the world to describe that uniqueness that makes her sparkle as she does. I read the spam status's " If I were...(fill in blank) who would be there with me... " I chuckle, I know who would be there with me. If she didn't put me there with her schemes then we got there with mine. And I would not change it at all.
Ms Dreamweaver.... please note that while I do not express these thoughts often enough, there is nothing in this world that can express to you how much you mean to me and mine. I do hope you receive as many blessings as you dish out girlfriend... cause you deserve it more than you know.
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  1. Medb DamhanSeptember 13, 2011 at 12:20 AM

    Love you too, Sis. Just don't have your art with poetry to express it that lyrically. And your timing is, as always, exquisite ... tomorrow/today would have been Da's birthday. I need you as my counterweight just as much.

    I'm really looking forward to next year, when you will be a relative hop/skip/jump away (compared to our current travel-time) and we can actually plan stuff to do together. It'll be good to actually be able to be there instead of a continent away, when you need me.

    *hugs*

    Thank you for somehow always knowing when you are needed.

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  2. RegSeptember 13, 2011 at 5:55 AM

    Aww hon, your needed more. And thank you for your compliments; though none were necessary. And just so you don't forget; I am always there for you. I, as well am looking forward to our adventures together. I know we have a walker marathon through Seattle to anticipate. Only you have started to train before I:P
    Charity is looking forward to this venture as well. I see her dimples more and more. Thank you.

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