Blue Flu and other strange stories on New Years Eve
Yes it is!
I realise, I’d never actually shared my new single/video with YOU!
So here it is ‘Out of the Fog (Oh Mother) I do hope you love it! You can also find the single here www.sallyhopewoodroffe.com
Across the atoms that flow around me, I’m feeling a river flowing gently, softly and I’m a part of it all - sparkling, dancing, flowing, like a cloud that keeps dispersing and reconnecting across the airwaves of ethers making up the whole world.
They say it is all illusive, not really there, we only think it is, but just a mass of energy moving and forming in multiple ways, makes us believe it is real?
My consciousness flies high as a kite on a wave of a virus making me feel flighty and floating. My senses have expressed as larger than life, yet I’m flattened to the couch, unable to move my body except for this pen that rattles on whatever - The moving hand across the page, stark white paper needs writing on it, across it, looms large over my insignificant shape that just lolls like a zombie on a New Years Eve, that usually promises the same TV habits you really don’t even enjoy, but, on the other hand, it has to be done? Someone has to do it.
She’d felt optimistic for the New Year, thinking, knowing? that this surely wouldn’t take her further into the beginning of the year? Surely not? yet, here we are? The Yugoslavian’s and their horses begin to circle the ring to increase, get up speed until they can throw themselves underneath the charging galloping mounts and up and over the other side in a fit of improbability and impossibility!
The crowd took a conjoined ‘gasp in’ of breathe! I really could never imagine it happened in real life?, yet it did, and unbelievably it was - daredevil crazy! and a perfect ‘over the edge’ you could never imagine they’d ‘pull it off’ - But they did!
It seemed to go over the heads of the young girls in our charge, too busy ‘not being friends’ our Grand Daughter, a spot of jealousy of our friends daughter even being there? We’d thought she’d appreciate ‘a friend her own age’
Maybe it’s reflective to my life now, going into 2025 - I will now attempt this crazy feat of propulsion of my single among the world - cos that’s where it needs to go to, in a wave of motion befitting a King of knowledge amongst words across the skies and rays of light that form like laser beams across the sky right in front of me on a mountain top of other crazy happenings!
I draw them in now and release this energy along with the magnificence of a dream that has been there of my making for the whole of my waking life! - I step into it NOW! and am reborn to the sound of my own heart that beats the drum, pushes me out further into the ether in every different direction - This IS the way it will run - like the wolves across the prairie and Rhiannon the Welsh Goddess, complete with her wild horses across that mountaintop - So it will be, grasp the day, make it your own, for it is special, that I KNOW.
I see a screen, projecting further with no doubt in my mind, for what must be, will be, it is inevitable when the vision begins - I bow down to you, I hold my heart in place and send you on your way my love - for every creation becomes a child born in this moment with all possibilities present and willing to be its most perfect self…