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About Me

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Hello my name is Kristine and I am traveling on this journey called life the same as you. My destination? Unknown, but this now has become a part of my journey where I record my thoughts and feelings along with the stories of my life and you are welcome to join me in my journey anytime, all you have to do is read my blog. Take care my friend and thank you for stopping by.

My Interests

Hey, when not depressed, I love life! Yeah, I can't seem to help myself. I'm also an optimist and believe in the beauty of life. I love learning, traveling, music, art, nature, poetry and literatue. I like trying new things and learning about people and what they do from all over the world. I'm tired of not having enough so I choose abudance. I want it all...I want life...to have fun..to journey and explore, that's what I'm interested in..being alive

I'd like to meet:

I want to meet people from all over the world, listen to their stories and write about them. Rich, poor, diversity I want to learn about people every where and then tell other's look at the wonder of life. Each of us is blessed with a story all our own. However different we are from one another we each have value and every story is just as valuable as someone Else's. I want to meet you.

Music:

I like all kinds of music, rock n roll, alternative, accouistic, spiritual, new age, opera, classical and music from around the world, Africa, Egypt, Latin, Andes, Peru, Celtic...the list goes on and on...........

Movies:

< I love comedy, some action and suspence and sci fi and fantasy. Hate horror.............blah!

Books:

Love the classics.........

My Blog

while I ache

Days fly by, one slides into the next as the season changes, while I ache in anticipation of the road ahead. Time lapses and I am behind this worldly game. Caught up in daily activities as life pass...
Posted by kristine on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 05:20:00 PST

hushed by silence

Time collapses in upon itself, world within world void upon void, and I am hushed by the silence, the music of the spheres mastery of math and secret equations. I am hidden behind your door looking ...
Posted by kristine on Tue, 04 Nov 2008 04:43:00 PST

Hope and renewal

Hope returns, it lightens the day, bringing rays of promise, as the light comes in. It chases all the shadows away. A new path is forming, unexpected it arises and life takes on a new form. Soon all...
Posted by kristine on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 01:01:00 PST

small friends

Morning begins. Impatient footprints gather around me as the sun smiles upon my home. Small friends with pink noses and pink tongues, waiting for me, keeper of the can opener, bringer of fresh water...
Posted by kristine on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 04:48:00 PST

Standing true

The courage to stand alone I've given it great thought And I refuse to be Anyone but myself If I act alone On foolish thought or deed, Or cling to a reed of hope I myself might still find me Not some...
Posted by kristine on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 01:53:00 PST

Fall

Fall comes and reaches the tiniest of tendrils round the early morning desert sun. For a moment the heat lays dormant and a brush of pure refreshment blushes through the doors on sunlit wings. Natur...
Posted by kristine on Sun, 21 Sep 2008 03:45:00 PST

My Father’s drinking....next part

So any way, back to my Dad. My Sister and I loved to make fun of my Father's drinking. Actually it was more of a coping mechanism for my Sister, me? I went along for the ride. My Sister would make up...
Posted by kristine on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 05:15:00 PST

My Father’s drinking part 2

    He really fit the profile in those days in the role of the model drunk. This was during the sixties so drinking was still the rage and the image of a drunken man was seen as affectionat...
Posted by kristine on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 12:02:00 PST

My Father’s drinking part 1

  My Sister and I always made a joke out of my Father's drinking. He was not a mean man in any sense of the word, not even plastered out of his mind. When my parents were still together you coul...
Posted by kristine on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 05:29:00 PST

Summer camp 3

The woody was black with wood paneling and I was thrilled to be joining the upper grades of society. We would sing songs on the way to camp and I would laugh and giggle in the back seat. Whenever we ...
Posted by kristine on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 01:16:00 PST