THE BLUE WATER OF OUR POOL IN COSTA RICA-during my bluest moments on our last trip this was my respite and solace.
|Your Aura is Blue|
Spiritual and calm, you tend to live a quiet but enriching life.
You are very giving of yourself. And it's hard for you to let go of relationships.
The purpose of your life: showing love to other people
Famous blues include: Angelina Jolie, the Dali Lama, Oprah
Careers for you to try: Psychic, Peace Corps Volunteer, Counselor
With the Dali Lama also being a blue I am in very good company indeed.
Your Life Path Number is 5
Your purpose in life is to life freely and collect experiences.
You love life - new adventures, new people, new ideas.
You are very curious, and you crave novelty in all forms.
You tend to make friends easily, and you enjoy the company of all types of people.
In love, you are fun and even a bit intoxicating. But you won't stick around for long.
You are impulsive and spontaneous - which sometimes leads you to do things you regret.
Sometimes you can be overindulgent with food, sex, or drugs.
You have many talents, so many that you are often scattered and unfocused.
Much of this is definitely right on.
Scattered and unfocused is definitely an understatement. There is so much running around in my head that I end up not doing any of it. Often I do have to tell myself (out loud) to simply focus.Otherwise nothing would get done.
I do not agree that I don't stick around too long in relationships.And if a relationship does end I desire the friendship to remain.
The fun and intoxicating part I do want to believe, however.
Impulsive and spontaneous- yes, unfortunately. I sometimes jump right into a situation without thinking it through clearly. I'll deal with the consequences later.
Living freely is a life-long goal of mine- and always has been. I do crave new experiences and can get quite bored without them.
And I like nothing more than meeting new and "offbeat" people.
Blue floats and hovers
it never comes to rest
its scent is distant bonfires
its touch moth-breath
Blue is man-child
with spiritual eyes
a stranger in a room
who isn't one
soft down on upper lip
felt without touch
it is dreaming at night
of what is not and cannot be
it is gauze-vision
it is a shaky signature
on a typewritten page
seen through mist
Blue is pain that is borne alone
it is quena music
bone-notes quavering over absent flesh
in death worship
yawns are for want of blue
and partially for having it
Blue is pigeons
and siamese cats
and snow shadows
it is for ever
it is ten billion spindles
weaving blue fabric endlessly
it is the certain