Pia's ramblings

A day in my life

2010-07-06T11:20:00.002+02:00

I sit here in my beautiful kitchen with my cup of tea and a light healthy breakfast just finished. I feel great after the night in the arms of my one special love and the light exercise and meditation before the shower. I'm happy and content, feeling good about the day ahead of me, pleased with and grateful for the day yesterday. A breeze wafts in through the open doors to the garden and brings

Lost in the labyrinth

2010-06-03T12:56:00.000+02:00

Image via Wikipedia Feeling lost, groping around in the dark, no longer knowing the way The clear light that shone is hidden behind bends and turns Paths merge and split, circle around only to lead nowhere This labyrinth of life is seems to have no clear way to go nor destination I am lost within this maze of maybes and closed opportunities The doors appear locked, no keys and I

At the beginning

2010-04-14T16:25:00.000+02:00

At the Beginning there was nothing. There was no light, no darkness – Just a grey Nothingness. Even emptiness cannot describe this state – as emptiness means devoid of presence and presence didn’t even exist. Within this grey Nothingness there was a tiny spark of presence, a consciousness. This spark couldn’t even be described as life, not even in as abstract a way as the gods would describe

Sunrise

2010-03-26T20:04:00.001+01:00

A light rises over the horizon, the darkness of the night retreats for that of the coming dawn. From the deepest blue to paler and paler shades. Dew upon my soles, crisp fresh air, complete silence as if nature holds its breath. One early bird breaks the silence with a longing song. Another joins and within a few heartbeats the paradise erupts in a chorus of song. Pale pink washes the skies and

The cabin

2010-03-25T20:36:00.000+01:00

It's a quiet evening as the sun settles over the mountains on the other side of the lake. A few birds bid us good-night as the sky turns from fiery golden to the palest of rose, delicate and fragile. The lake mirrors the sky, adding magic to the moment as I snuggle against your arms and settle closer to you. The dew falls on our feet which aren't covered by the blanket. As the hue of the sky

From the stones

2010-03-24T18:34:00.000+01:00

Let us take you upon a journey, a journey into relaxation and stress-relief Let us guide you upon the path of healing, as we connect and become one in purpose Let us introduce you to our energies of the earth and your connection with it Prepare to let yourself relax, and let your worries evaporate Prepare to feel how tensions leave you, while your mind soars like an eagle Prepare to receive

Life is a Journey

2010-02-17T11:06:00.000+01:00

What is life but a journey and exploration, a celebration of the moment we live in, an appreciation of all that is beautiful and wonderful. To live in the Now is a skill which takes practice, a goal to strive towards, and yet, so difficult to obtain and maintain. Nobody are prefect, but if we don't try to become our best, we're wasting this amazing chance we've been given. Just be willing to

Rescuing animals - a dream

2009-11-17T09:36:00.002+01:00

The house next to us is to be demolished and a small apartment complex be built instead. Those living there are strangely secluded and unknowns. The place has been for sale for over a year, but no buyers were interested in the building. It's too too ugly.On a Sunday the demolishing team arrives and begin to knock over some walls down by the far end of the garden. I suddenly notice that the area

A dream last night

2009-11-16T09:53:00.002+01:00

I walked to the cathedral and up over the nave to the very sacred place just under the roof. An altar was there, a window in through which the light fell. I sat cross legged before the altar, feeling my body vibrate and become more. It didn't feel quite right though, I couldn't reach the levels I wanted, the higher vibrations that would bring me out of my body. I moved back to a white slate on

Windows to life

2009-06-25T20:17:00.002+02:00

Watching windows pass by, opportunities coming and goingNever do you know what it all might bring,never do you know the dream hidingOnly by doing will you find out,only by trying will the future be revealedWatching lives pass by, possibilities not fulfilledNever can you know what would have happened,if you do not try for yourselfA window, a life, opportunities, possibilitiesIt's all there waiting

Releasing pain

2009-06-18T10:41:00.004+02:00

Howling to the sky in agony abandoning all controlReleasing the pain which soars through the body like nailsTearing wail after wail bounce between the wallsEchoing the burning throes buried insideLeaving me empty when the voice loses its powerExhausted I tremble as the sobs make their way outFat tears over my cheeks dry up as the source stillsNothing left but a numb empty shell when I silently

Last petal

2009-06-18T08:43:00.003+02:00

The petals fall from the rose,one by one drifting to the barren groundSilent they float upon the breeze,which will not blow againBright red like drops of precious blood,one at a time, lonely and lostTo fade to browns that covers the groundDry and barren earth,with no nourishment leftUnmoving the stalk remains standing,black and lifeless against the heavy skyThe last petal drifts slowly downHits

Mourning

2009-06-18T08:38:00.002+02:00

I cry for the dreams brokenI cry for the life together now lostI cry for all the things I hoped for,all the dreams I had,the fantasies about you which now never will come trueI cry for what we could have had togetherI cry for losing you from my lifeThe things we could have builtThe things we could have createdThe things we could have grownI cry for what you and I could have become togetherThe

Prayer

2009-06-17T15:36:00.003+02:00

Please help me heal from this pain,before it tears me apartPlease help me forget and let go,so I am no longer remindedPlease help me become strong enough,that I won't be left crawlingPlease give me faith and hope,when darkness threatens the visionPlease give me the ability to trust,that this is for the betterPlease don't take away all my dreams,for what would I be without themPlease give me room

Exploration

2009-05-26T21:55:00.003+02:00

Exploring the world which is opening before me.Taking a step at a time, what will appear beyond the horizon?Exciting this is, a discovery of passions and desires, of dreams and wants.Treading upon new ground, paths formed in the green grass,walking towards the distant sights, one step at a time.To try new things, to explore the unknown.Revelation upon revelation, new things learned and felt.Every

Old poems by Namida VI

2009-05-08T16:10:00.005+02:00

It's clear to see how Namida grows as a character, but also how my skills writing poems and my style changes and improves.Two loversSoftly bare feet tread the sweet green grassFragrances arise from flowers crushed underneathSoftly the wind caresses the tanned bare skinThe sun beating warmly down in gentle wavesHand in hand, walking by the tinkling streamLaughing softly, sharing happily that which

Old poems by Namida V

2009-05-08T16:04:00.003+02:00

Yes, Namida wrote many poems, it was a great creative outlet to play Castle Marrach.Strange feelingsStrange feelings rushes through my bodyLeaving uneasiness in its wake, not explainedNot giving me peace, makes me wonder, fearFilling me, restless, nervous, anticipatingMy belly tightens up, a knot that cannot untieTrying to describe, words put to paper, tellingWill not explain, will not come out

Old poems by Namida IV

2009-05-08T16:00:00.002+02:00

Namida also wrote a few sensual poems as her innocence disappeared and she discovered passion.A touchBuilding, slowly, strong energy of foreign natureMaking nervous, unease, anticipation of somethingNo words put to it, thinking, feeling, sensationsA sudden touch, shivers runs down a spine, tremblingConfusing emotions, attractions, a demand unknown?Questions arise, not knowing answers, passing

Old poems by Namida III

2009-05-08T15:53:00.004+02:00

These are some of my favourite poems by Namida. They would be written during 2004 I think, as she grew and matured into a seasoned woman, strong, with scars but yet with some hope. In Janurary 2004 I kicked out my husband after a fight which broke my nose, and a few months later we were divorced. This became a year of freedom and adventure for me, of new beginnings and strength.Awakening from

Old poems by Namida II

2009-05-08T15:30:00.003+02:00

More of my Namida poems, these are written later on and some of the better as well.PetalsSlowly rose petals openKissing the drops of warm rainExpanding in joyThey shiver under the pressureGrowing to unknown heightsThey take in life to the fullestLoving embraceTender is the embraceThat surrounds me at nightSoft are the wordsWhich you whisper to my earGently you caress my cheekAnd smile at my

Old poems by Namida I

2009-05-08T14:44:00.006+02:00

Looking through some old documents I found some of the poems I wrote several years ago as the character Namida in a game called Castle Marrach. She was hopelessly in love, rather dramatic, naive and devious at the same time. Lots of passion and a dreamer with a capital D. Below are some of the poems she wrote during her years alive. She wrote many more, but most got sent to other characters in

Haiku

2009-05-01T23:11:00.000+02:00

Silently I waitSurrounded by butterfliesFlurry as inside

Companions

2009-04-13T09:46:00.000+02:00

Confusion and pain, where is whatBehind you or by your sideWas it your companion for how long?Fight and battle, so long did we joinPartners with passion caught in the fightCatch the dreams, catch the hopeWhere will that bring you, do you know?Does the dream fade now?Did it fly out of the window?Break free of the prisonBut the road ahead is darkAre the lights shown true or falseWhat can you trust

Flying away

2009-04-13T09:41:00.001+02:00

She ran away upon a sunny day of springThe birds were singing the tones of freedomIn anger the last words were spokenBefore the ways parted for realSo much pain and anger, so much frustrationBuilt over timeNow the day finally arrivedShe could stay no longerThe wind carried scents from far horizonsdreams of freedom and joyAway they went with the cloudsThe darkness lifting to the skyNo longer would

Taking flight

2009-04-13T09:26:00.002+02:00

Anger and frustration, boiling over like milk in a potTearing away and destroying, breaking free of bonds too tightOut and away like a bird set free, into the sun hoping to flyFinding healing and comfort, away from the ashy daily lifeToo long to have been caught, in necessity and senseNow finally a chance to let go, and nourish what has so long starvedWhile sun shines and air is freshOut of the