Life is a Puzzle…

I been thinking for the last few weeks, should I write about this what I am going to write. Then Why not, and maybe you had a sometimes a feeling about certain stuff to. I was always drawn to things. I don’t know what it is…  I have a big passion for Animals, different cultures who inspires me and their Journey even the mysteries around it. When I am down, I think of them, in my eyes there are the true Warriors of the Old and New, there waiting in the Shadows , there fighting for there rights still to this day. You properly  wondering okay what is she talking about? I was always drawn to the History and there Stories of the Native Indians. I can’t say why, I have no relations in anyway. I don’t want to be a Indian or copy anything. For me, the time with this great people some how stand still. There still fighting for there rights, for their Culture for everything there believe in. It seems America forgot them, maybe their don’t want to be reminded who’s land there stole and how America got founded. Who knows. In my eyes its sad ….

America overcame slavery. Now the Black American have rights can build there life how there want. Go to college, there even can live the American dream when their smart and go the right way. ( I don’t want to offend anybody I see it on my point of few )

Native Indian still living on Reservation, still fighting for their History their Culture. Where is the fairness in that? Don’t give me wrong I don’t feel pity this is not the reason I am drawn to them. I am just drawn what there believe in. When we would take our time to know them and their Culture I bet we could learn a lot from them. Maybe I am to naive or I have no concept in this.

I admit I am a big dreamer, naive in certain things. But it makes me, me. I love Wolves and Eagles and Cats and my favorite flowers are Tulips.

I even wrote a poem about an Eagle looking true his eyes and see his World true him. Flying higher and higher in to the clouds and you look down to see the trees, the lakes, the rich land, to smell the air the sea, and just feel the freedom true the wide wings of his soul. A beautiful thing I say….. 

My next big passion is the Irish, their coulture is very rich indeed. lol  Okay you got me there, I just love the Man in there kilts and very sexy tattoos … But I would love to see Ireland one day. Yep thats the plan….. anyway… I am very drawn to their culture for me its a mystery in its self. This why I am writing a Book more Fictional but I still want a bit of the truth with their Culture.

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Like I said I don’t know why I feel how I feel. More I learn from them, more I want to know. And I am a sucker of old castles and I love Nature, walking true a forest or on the beach listening to the waves playing there music. Or standing on a cliff to smell the sea and let the  wind play with my hair…. or just walking true the grass … Yes I am a dreamer… I learned sometimes the simple things of life is enough for you. But we living in a World that nothing is simple no more. Every one wants to change some one .. How there thinking… how there feeling…. to a point you forgot yourself. And in the end you have to find yourself again. Who you really are.

Maybe its my way to find myself who I am and to learn from them. Who knows right? Sometimes you drawn to stuff what makes no sense at all. But I know one day it makes sense.