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Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

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Thursday
Sep182008

Leaves that spin before they hit the ground.

Hello You,
I can't sleep, and you are sleeping soundly, so I thought I'd take the opportunity to write you a bit of a note. My mind is just a racing tonight. You know how I am. Before something exciting is about to happen I just can't sleep. Like a little kid.

Later tonight we are going to see Margot & the Nuclear So and So's at the venue my brother bounces at in Como. He was sweet enough to remember that I love this band and got us guest tickets. I am such a lucky girl. So tomorrow night I will be standing in the same room with a band that sang me through falling in love with you two years ago.
It was autumn then. And I had just met you, and just discover this fine music. I quickly grew enamored with both you and the So and So's. More over you. The band's melancholy melody was the perfect autumn soundtrack to our fresh falling love. I swear their sounds still makes me see the yellows, oranges and burnt reds of those first fresh months of ours. 
I remember once, mere weeks after we first met, I had locked myself in my parent's basement at my computer and was fervently writing away on a paper for my university class of young adult literature. It was a writing breakthrough for me. I believe all the chemicals floating through my veins, having met you and quickly falling for you, spurred me into a heightened creative state.
I was writing about my first experience of falling (in like, in lust or puppy love) and the heartbreak that later followed. I was being blatantly honest with myself and in my writing-- something that was altogether new. I was listening to the So and So's Dust of Retreat on repeat. You came to visit me and we cuddled on the couch while the music looped. I'm 100% sure I was already in love with you. I felt life and love and hope infested my bones.
It has been two years of loving you and its nearly autumn again. We went for a photo walk one evening earlier this week, that is when I took this photograph, and you wore your stocking cap. A delicious chill is returning to the air and it has begun to breathe a new sort of hope in my heart. I got a bit lost for awhile, or maybe more like a bit sidetracked with some sort of sadness. Once again though the autumn has brought me to a sort of fresh falling into life and love. I cannot think of a better way to begin this season than to stand beside you and listen to some of the voices that sang to us as we began this leg of journey together. I love falling deeper into love with you every single day.


Reader Comments (1)

i don't have the words to express how much i love you. i'm speechless... i'm happy that the sadness is gonr & you're feeling hope again. i too am looking forward to seeing Margot & The Nuclear So & So's tonight! I LOVE YOU MAGGIE!

Yours,
Josh

(it's still weird to me that this is posted where the whole world can see it)

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