Sunday, 15 July 2018

Into my Arms








Dear Andy

Why did you have to go?

I'm so sorry you had to feel so much pain. I'm so sorry I hadn't known. I'm so sorry I could not help. And I'm sorry, to the bottom of my soul, that the world will no longer know you. That you are gone.

You deserved so much more. You were so much more.

I wish I had told you that. I wished everything for you. That happiness had found you. I will never forget how you made me feel loved. How we shared the same dreams, the same soul even. I have always carried your love in my heart, have always come back to your memory as a treasure, a charm, a proof of love.

I know you are in the stars now, at home, at peace, in a place of pure love. France and so so much more :) I hope you know that I will always miss you; that my soul will always feel your absence. World not the same now,  its starry core depleted.

I hope from your vast vantage point now you see that you were loved, that you were special Andy. That you mattered. That it all matters.

*Toujours dans ma coeur*

Xxx

Siobhán

Monday, 1 August 2016

Moon River


What if you end up looking back on your life and being filled with regret? At what could have been, of who could have been...What then?

'Two drifters off to see the world, there's such a lot of world to see...'







Saturday, 30 July 2016

After the Rain, the Sun

The endless rain like a wound re-opening, the feeling of hopelessness in the face of regret.

'Oh my love I can't let go...'



After; sun. Rays of illumination. Perception slowly shifting; sun flares; glimmers of gold.
Everything taking on the assemblage of significance again, every little thing mattering. Vindication. Redemption. Gold glint of memories, precious, priceless, lit, bit by bit, by love.



Monday, 11 July 2016

Chasing Stars...



'Suddenly I'm caught in your light...'

 


'If I lay here, if just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?'



'And my thoughts turn to you...'




Sunday, 3 July 2016

Love Me Foolishly...

Love never goes away does it...not really. It lingers long, first as an ache, then as something sweet and amicable, a heady kind of mix of bittersweet.









Tuesday, 14 June 2016

Helloo Summer

Don't know why but summer to me always starts off in Band of Horses tones. Wide open prairies , sweeping sunny spaces and endless horizon lines measured out in guitar gustos.








Tuesday, 31 May 2016

Expansive

Standing on the cusp of summer into an expansive blue sky; the whole world stretches open with possibility.




Sunday, 29 May 2016

Chin Up

'Can't bring you down...'



'When you're young, you get sad...'


Friday, 8 April 2016

Exile Villify

Reliving heartache... unexpectedly. Something you thought you'd gotten rid of.... returns with a vengeance; turns out to be a perpetual pain, inescapable. Gasp. Exile the regret, villify if necessary. It still doesn't work. The heart watches it all with a thousand eyes.








Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Fearless

This first song 'Fear' by Sarah McLachlan resounds with power. The kind of power that comes when you swallow the fear and propel yourself against it.... into heady fearlessness. This song is my reminder that fearlessness goes hand-in-hand with being true to yourself. If you have the courage to do that, then everything else, all other fears, will naturally dissolve. Now, to hear this song again, is always an ear-opening epiphany. Feel the goosebumps:



And soaring into the lovely heights of living without fear...


Saturday, 13 February 2016

Ago



"Take me back to the night we met...."



"Are we all lost stars...?"
 

Monday, 11 January 2016

Starman


RIP David Bowie, a true artist: a creative, fearless, innovative, individual.







Tuesday, 5 January 2016

Sunday, 22 November 2015

November Nuances/Winter Prelude


Winter is... inside weather, finding again the hearth of home and heart...quiet contemplation, silent solitude, graceful subtle beauty. Healing scorched hearts, relearning peace.








Sunday, 15 November 2015

La Vie en Rose


My heart weeps for Paris right now, beautiful, life-loving Paris.  x






Saturday, 14 November 2015

Where does it hurt? Everywhere.


Oh, world.
Love and healing to Paris, beloved city of love and light, and everywhere there is such suffering.
xxx