8/25/2007

soul connections Lucinda style

If I had my way I'd be in your town
I might not stay but at least I would've been around
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

Does this make sense It doesn't matter anyway
Is it coincidence or was it meant to be
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

Conversation with you was like a drug
It wasn't your face so much as it was your words
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

-Lucinda W.

Connecting with people on different levels is so liberating. There are some people you meet and there you are--like seeing yourself in a mirror. These kinds of connections can be terrifying--especially when the souls appear to be very different.

It is there in the eyes and carries itself all the way to the soul. As I have mentioned in other blogs--a soul connection is rare and worth cultivating.
Unfortunately, the complications of life seem to inhibit the process sometimes.

How does one maintain these different relationships with people and not lose self in the process? How does one move forward with individual changing roles and responsibilities and deal with the emotional price tag that accompanies these shifts?

I wish the gravitational pull to one or the other--or the other or the other--- was not so strong. Sometimes the energy generated is like the tides of the moon.
Most times I want to avoid the rush of feelings--for self protection and preservation, honestly. Once the flood carries you away the devastation of picking up heart pieces after it recedes is, well, a feeling that mimics deep and overwhelming grief.

Can one survive the Tempests and rise to maintain intimacy--be it physical or emotional? Can one let go and transcend with the assurance that what is to come is each soul's true destiny??

8/21/2007

"The Mind of Love"

Talking to myself
Causing great concern for my health
Where is your head Kathryn
Where is your head

I'm trying to escape
This constant pull towards ache
Why do you fight Kathryn
Why do you fight

Surely hope will arrive soon
And cure these self induced wounds
Why hurt yourself Kathryn
Why hurt yourself
Why hurt yourself

Can your heart conceal
What the mind of love reveals

I'm talking to myself again
It's causing great concern for my health
Where is your head Kathryn
Where is your head
Where is your head Kathryn
Where is your head

Can your heart conceal
What the mind of love reveals
Can your heart conceal
What the mind of love reveals
(Can your heart conceal)
What the mind of love reveals

-k.d. lang fm. ingenue