07 January 2014

2014 found 2009

So here is a weird thing, in 2009 I started a blog so that i could work with a friend of mine. When i went to start this blog (currently in use) I could not find the old one. Today in an internet search, here it is. By some freak magic of the internet, if i go to the old blog spot, it links to my current email for this blog and will only let me work in this blog. Hence an email to Google !! in the interest of beginnings, here it is below, from a cut and paste format. This is at jimswem.blogspot.com  (notice the "i")

My current blog is at jmswem.blogspot.com


 

TUESDAY, APRIL 14, 2009

So on or about Monday 13 April 2009, somewhere during the night, Rick has left this life, in quest of another journey. While I do not know any one more prepared or read up on this transition, it is still a strange feeling to miss another friend who I will know longer see here on earth......

So Rick, my mentor, my friend, my leader, my brother..... I miss you
:(
While I shed tears for my lose, I try to celebrate your begining a new journey. So I wish you "enough" on this new start. Enough of whatever you need to get you there. I hope you learn easier on this trip. I hope it doesn't take you another 200 years to learn how to survive in a life for more than 50 years.

For Caitlin and Justin, if ours paths cross, I will keep them as my own children. I hope to someday share the advetures that you three had to be able to come together in this plane.
I hope too, someday to understand more of Diane in your life, while you were here.....

Good Bye Rick..... and Hello. Until we meet again - Jim

THURSDAY, APRIL 02, 2009

Time Down the Road !

So as time goes down the road "Rick" has a new challenge !!

http://rmsjourney.blogspot.com/

I too hence have a new challenge !!

Kinda wierd this internet thing.........
he says with a smile :)

You will know the iron of my words by the truth and power in them......

TUESDAY, JANUARY 06, 2009

The Begining !

Dear Rick,
So here we are, just after the first of the year and i have finally figured out a medium that we should be able to communicate with. Now all we have to do is figure out an hourly rate... ???

The other nice thing about a blog is that it can be read by many and therefore hopefully, we can help a few more that just you and I. As we learn, read, type, grow and solve - others will have the ability to add to or take away from, as they wish!

I must say in the beginning, to all who read as follows - these are my words to write and yours to interpret as you will. Take from them what you may, but they are my words - they are not meant to harm any one, and this is just a reflection - if you will, of thoughts, things gone by or works in progress. They are written to be honest with the most information on hand at the time. If you have more information, a different in sight, memory or outcome - so be it! Please post freely, but in the same arena of honesty and lacking of harm!

06 January 2014

We'll Keep it as a Dream



     and so it begins... inspired by a box sitting on the floor. It is a new year. It is a new season. Perhaps that is why I am back. 

     She is beautiful !  Long hair. Quiet composure. I think she is shy, but I feel that she is not.
When she first walked up, I did not know what to do with myself. I love these moments in life. I usually own the situation. I know my surroundings, I know the people around me, I can sense who is doing who, what is going on and I am very confident of my surroundings. She took my breath away; not only that, but she stopped me. She stopped my time. Everyone else kept moving, I stopped. She did not roll in like a drop dead gorgeous movie star, she just walked in - being her. I stopped. mid motion. mid thought. mid breath... I stopped. Everybody else kept moving. I took in her eyes; I think they are brown. They lead to her soul, not down an easy path, but one I wish to journey with her on. I took in her hair. You would think the wind should be blowing, slow motion, running down the beach hair. It is just there. Soft, smooth and it smells great. I am not close enough for my nose to work, I just sense it smells great. Her hands are firm, gently, able to carry your heart as if it were a breath that should not be lost. Breasts that are well camouflaged, not so small as to be hiding, not large enough to make other bikinis jealous, just fun. She stopped me. Here I stand, water running out of the hose, the pool over flowing, birds flying by, people talking. I must move. This is going to get embarrassing very quickly. has any one else noticed that I am not moving? Can anyone else sense how I am feeling right now? A quick check of the people around me and no one is picking up on that fact that she stopped me - yet. I must move. I can not take my eyes off her. What is it? I look down to recapture where I am at. What am I doing. My chest hurts. i have not been breathing for about fifteen minutes. Time travel. I haven't moved an inch. Hours have gone by while I study here, feel her, sense her. Why does she not feel me? I must move. Slowly the power comes back on. The needle on the album picks up the sound in a slow increase of beat as the turntable picks up speed. Voices enter back into my head. People are laughing, walking, moving about, introducing her to other people. I must get over there. I can not. I am here. She stopped me. I am moving again. Breathing, moving, I am here.

It has been so long. So much time has gone by. Life is so full at this very moment. I can not walk over there right now. Not where i am at currently. How would that look? Who is she with? What world is she in? How is it that she comes into my world at this time? I can not walk over there right now. My world is full. My heart steady. My day short. Full. Not even aware, time jumped so fast, I am lost again. I do not sense her. She is walking around, doing what she does, but I am gone. Moving again. It could have been months, it might have been years. A chance encounter, amongst  friends, in a very public place. Who knew she would even be here. I saw her as I walked up behind her. Quietly. All senses down, as a shadow. Behind her right shoulder, closely, full energy up, passion, her neck (it is beautiful, I did not see that before) gently by, very close, warm. Hello with a smile. She turns, hey I know you, introductions. Wow. Heart beats, rapid pulse, energy! That was fun! Shields up, again, she stopped me. This time I was ready. I stood there smiling, taking her all in, letting everyone else fill the moment. My god she is beautiful. So soft, so fluent. She is a pool, warm sunshine, relaxing waves, gently sand beneath your feet. Comfortable. Why can she not sense me? That is fine. The rest of the people are covering me well. I can stand and enjoy, taking her in.

The moment passed on. She her way, me mine. I was able to breath this time. I held together well. What is her world like? Could I fit in there? is there room? Could we make room? If our worlds could just touch on the edge, her in hers, me in mine, could we survive it? Would I want to be in her world? Do I even know it? It has been so long. The feelings are there, just very deep. We'll keep it as a dream for now...