No comprehension In these life’s ragged moments Empty in the void Hear the mother hen Squawking distress heartbreak grief Skunk’s hunger sated Loud rolling thunder Image fading too slowly Empty weeping arms Handcuff mothers’ fear Protecting children dying More guns men laughing Peace found within fields Memory of loving days Mountain heart endures
Apropos, I suppose, I woke up this morning with James Blunt’s “You’re Beautiful” running through my head. The song appeared on his first album Back to Bedlam (named after a famous psychiatric hospital in England). Of course “bedlam” is descriptive of my anguished frustration and confusion as to “how can this keep happening” — these … Continue reading Back from Bedlam
I didn’t need Jimmy Kimmel’s monologue to write this; I did need to hear it to give myself permission to publish it, to get loud about what I feel. I felt I needed to rein myself in, knowing that when I get emotionally distraught my words can feel destructive, even to me; they’re angry rants, … Continue reading GET LOUD – Because right now, we are NOT a great nation
The word “practical” has several definitions which I “imagine” must be taken into consideration in answering this: likely to be effective in real circumstances or feasible; suitable for a particular purpose; realistic in approach, et cetera. Imagination is the faculty or action of forming ideas or images in the mind; or the ability of the … Continue reading How Practical is Imagination?
Nature is my peace. It is my balance. It is where I live in a quiet harmony within myself. It is where there is no judgment as to good or bad, evil or the opposite. It is. It has a voice that plays on a vibration beyond my eyes or ears, and yet, like Spirit … Continue reading Nature as it is.
I promised myself, when I decided to start blogging again, that I wouldn’t get “political.” But sometimes it’s just too darn hard to keep my mouth shut. I didn’t like history or social studies in high school. I don’t remember it being a deep discussion of ideas or philosophies but instead a process of memorizing … Continue reading All the history I did not know….
Heather Cox Richardson is an historian and professor at Boston College. If you’re not aware of her, she posts informative daily blogs on current and past history. On this mothers’ day, as we witness the mindless brutality of the war in Ukraine, and other places, as well as assaults on women’s rights and human rights, … Continue reading Mothers’ Day
Tap the water table beneath your feet Roll down the mountains in relief Feed the ground and clutch the air Smell the wind that blows so fair. Ride the oceans, touch its depth Climb up mountains, feel its breadth Search deeply through tangled roots Reach even higher for tree’s fruits Feel the rain or hear … Continue reading Rainy Day Poetry
I’ve been on a road trip the past 10 days, which is why I haven’t been getting to my blog, but my, oh, my, what an adventure! It started simply enough, driving down to see my daughter in Oregon City, then out past Boring to visit my friends in the Columbia Gorge. I rendezvoused with … Continue reading A Most Interesting Road Trip
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