I saw moths dancing in the rays of sunlight in the graveyard today among the trees. It was quite beautiful. I enjoyed the walk around the oh so familiar place. It feels very alive there not dead. I always say a few words at some of the graves even though there is no relation to me. I like to be a visitor for the no longer visited. I often feel as if there are spirits listening back. Maybe there are? who knows. Sometimes I certainly feel as if I do feel and sense spirits.
It's hard to always know what to believe and if you can believe your senses, your heart, particularly in this world of solid facts and closed minds. Where a mundane answer for everything is always what is sought. It's sometimes difficult to know what really is real or what is beautiful make believe. I'd love to know for sure or maybe I wouldn't, maybe I wouldn't get the answer I desire. I want to believe... oh never mind. I'm just tired and a bit stressed.
(Oh, and my 'The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes' DVD's arrived today. *does the fangirl squee* 4 DVD's, 13 episodes and a booklet with 94 pages and some amazing pictures. I Love Jeremy Brett! <3)
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