Am I Dreaming?
While it was not a subject or its related question(s) that had not already been thought about or brought up in one regard or another at various times previously; last evening a long, deep and involved conversation still managed to take me for quite an unexpected surprise, a very pleasant one in fact.
If *everything* works out as was preliminarily discussed so far, it and what follows might result in -- among other possibilities and, truly as a side consequence -- an opportunity to once again become permanently housed within two or, mostly likely, three or more months (or so) in a manner just as much long sought after as actual housing had been these many years and often thought to be beyond realization.
let people find a place
where they can plant
fertile seeds-that contain
their own hopes and dreams,
from which they may then
draw harvests of plenty to
share with others and,
which they will call home,
for it is a garden where
lives thrive and are grown.
by Morgan W. Brown
Montpelier, Vermont
May 1999
[read more of my works of poetic expression, here; via my Website: Norsehorse's Home on the Web; built with and hosted via Google Pages]
Anything other than these particularly vague and general references to what may be in the works on my end of things I am not able to disclose now or anytime within the next two or three months, especially since there is much more to be discussed, worked out as well as accomplished well before then.
It would be a major understatement to describe the venture as being within the most delicate of stages, especially at this point in time and also within the foreseeable future.
Do not expect any updates concerning these and related matters unless and until, if all goes as hoped and desired, with each of those involved being successful in doing what it will take to get there from here.
There exists so much that could too easily jeopardize these fragile plans, which up until now have proved to be extremely elusive dreams.
What lays ahead can be compared to one huge, highly complicated, jigsaw puzzle; the putting together of which will demand much time, energy, effort, focus and resolve.
2 Comments:
You're an amazing guy, talented poet, despite protesting being tired, an energetic blogger. If wishes come true, your dream will too, all pieces of your jigsaw puzzle placed neatly together.
Thank you for the comments and compliments Mary. Much appreciated.
However, just so you and others know: Statements of mine relating to my tiredness or very low energy levels at times, is not protesting, they are simply the facts; which I report when needed so people have an idea of the context either of a particular post or mood or the lack of blogging for a given period. It is not too complain, but rather to help explain. This is of course what blogs are about, at least some and, definitely mine. That said, I only report on such matters usually when they are only at among their most worst and, not just the same old stuff I struggle with on a regular basis. In fact, if anything, this trait of mine is sometimes a problem, since I often do not clue people into everything going on (especially the bad or negative) or, what my needs are, until is far too late; something I have been trying to work on for a while now when I can. What some readers of this blog or visitors to it may not always realize or appreciate is that I do not blog about every little thing. Truth be told, it is my long silences that speak louder/volumes than what words, concerns and news I may share within my blog posts, even the lengthier and rambling of ones. Hopes that clarifies it.
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