I don't write songs anymore, I don't do art, I don't practice my music, I can't write.
Saturday, 15 March 2014
My words have gone.
There was something I had last year when I wrote, that I feel looking back I am missing. I don't know what it is, I think I have lost my words. I feel like last year, words found their own place like when I write a song. Even writing this my words feel clumsy like I'm writing in a foreign language. I think I've lost something.
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I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, a pretty, clever, talented young lady, who can make music, sing, draw, paint, is well travlled and has a wonderful way with words. I won't bother with the flattery, just what I and everyone else sees. I will leave the Rose coloured glasses to your mother, cos that's what she is for. We all struggle through some days, we all have our demons. You show us all that regardless of the valley there is always a hill, green and sunny with daffodils at the top, or tulips for you. Draw your Hill Han, with its sun and flowers, hang it on the mirror so that when you look you see the light however dark the valley.
ReplyDelete. Keep this going, I love to read it, photos when you get a chance please. Enjoy the sun. It's still cold here. Even with the sun shining.
Hey Han, well I for one think you can still write. You're so hard on yourself.
ReplyDeleteThis life of ours is a bit of a journey. Sometimes sad, sometimes happy, often lost, occasionally found, delicately balanced and always confusing. Sometimes words flow, sometimes they don't. Just be a bit kinder to yourself. Maybe you'll go back to all those things. Maybe you won't. Maybe you'll find new things. Life is full of maybes.......Let yourself be if you can xxx Lex xxx
Hey Han, stop being so hard on yourself sweetie. You are so eloquent, the pictures you paint with language are so vivid, it's almost as though you're showing your friends and fans a cine film of your trips. I really look forward to reading your blog at the end of my day, sending hugs across the oceans if it seems you could do with them, smelling the roses and the coffee with you along the way. Still can't express fully Han how courageous I think you are. Sending more hugs Down Under, night night!! Kath xx
ReplyDeleteHi Han, just to let you know we're thinking of you on your adventure, hoping you're feeling a bit kinder towards your wonderfully witty & erudite & eloquent & artistic & all round wonderful human bean-ness!! Travel safely, Kath xx
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