Me, Loss For Words?!
I've sat for days trying to figure what I would blog about next. I've stewed on what thoughts that I can attempt to transfer, share, scream to this cyber-verse. This blog has become a part of my life over the past year. I proved something to myself. I proved that I have the strength and capacity to be consistent and commit to something if nothing more than my honest thoughts in display. But, at this time I am at a loss for words, my thoughts are scattered and discombobulated. This is a major transition in my life that there are no words to describe in full context so that someone else could or might understand, especially if they haven't been through it. I feel bare and exposed to the universe as my life sheds and trades in for in a new mind, yet still with an old soul. You all, whom ever reads this, even the ones that I see peeking on my page counter, ISP and all, from the Bronx to Oakland to Africa to Iraq, Norway to Italy to Mexico to Croatia, Baton Rouge to Thailand and The UK to Canada, Albany to Greece (eye see u all *wink*), you’ve all been a quiet solace for me in the know that people read my rants and look at my pix. I feel in a way, some kind of way, I've touched the world. Sauti means voice in Swahili. 284 post of nothing but my voice. So what happens when you feel there is nothing to say on a podium with the spotlight and audience blaring, resonating, requesting the effort to connect. I found this quote from "The Prophet"
"Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing."That's the closes to what I feel right now. My voice is but a distraction of the focus I gots have right now. Everything is no longer clear to me enough to translate here. I hope this too passes but, I don't know when it will. I will not even be able to keep this blog rolling over the next month. Surgery is next week and there are many things to let go, get prepared for and get through. No, I'm not gonna shut down 'Sauti'. But I cannot say when I will return. I suggest folks hit up the archives. There is much many may have missed on this journey I call blogging. Shit, I'll be revisiting my past voice so that I can come back singing a new song.
And on that note I will leave you some more words from "The Prophet."
"And a man said, 'Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.'
And he answered, saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's knowledge.
You would know in words that which you have always know in thought.
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.
And it is well you should.
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
Say not, "I have found the truth," but rather, "I have found a truth."
Say not, "I have found the path of the soul." Say rather, "I have met the soul walking upon my path."
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals."
~Kahlil Gibran Many blessin's y'all. Thank you, too.
And stop by once in a blue, I just might surprise you/myself with some goodies here in my lil corner.
walkintruth.
