in other words...

healing - So many Greek goddesses personified it...

Althaia, Althaea, or Althea - Greek in origin,  a plant with healing properties, or the Greek Goddess of Truth, who unfortunately could not prevent her son's death and later killed herself... funny that her name is still associated with healing. 

Hygeia               
Iaso
Panaceia
Epione
Aegle
Aceso
Achelois



all healers or those who drove away pain...

Designs for the future!

 Before one project is finished my mind is already moving onto the next. Even though my soon to be decreased income demands the start of this next one will be years away, there's no harm in planning.

The door that now houses our leftovers and debris will one day lead to a room of travel and study. A very small room with lots of information. 

We will, of course, need a beautiful map  

and an array of clocks.

What else?

Shelves for books. I've got a thing for the floating ones. Some mind-warming paint. No definite color yet.  I've been very into orange lately.  Let's see...lots of picture frames to show our travel photos.  (I just found out you can bulk order them from the Dollar Tree for a $1 a piece. That's cheaper than thrift stores! Considering we need like a zillion, this is very good news. Maybe buying in bulk is not as personal, but I can wield a can of spray paint and I have been known to decoupage.)

This room will become the gateway to the now unfinished attic.  Adding stairs will certainly decrease the space, but I've gotten used to working with small spaces while remodeling.  Small spaces demand hidden nooks and sneaky places to tuck things away.  I think these stairs are brilliant and I don't know why anyone ever made stairs that didn't have drawers.

The stairs will lead somewhere... I've still got years to plan.

it goes without saying

isn't it funny?
the things you notice, no one else even mentions
i've stretched my arm out
straight and long with a flat, aggressive palm
and nothing living pushes back anymore
run water through the grounds again
and watch the weakness spread
i'll still take it
with such quiet complaint
you'd have to squint to hear

basment music room ideas

the six of them

i am slightly nervous
about the strings

it is what i am

it is tired
seeking
searching
waiting
and done
wondering when the next train comes
all this same is nothing different
and in my head something is hurt

brain pain

i really did it this time
tumble bumble toil and stumble
down down i go
remembering nothing
causing a ruckus
havoc
flashing lights and sirens
one could imagine
and now?
i'm a bit dumber
and sore
put in my place
faced with a darkness
i can't quite put my finger on the pulse of it all