Saturday's child works hard for a living.
Friday, December 13, 2013
Monday, December 9, 2013
Days roll by.
Time with Grandchildren is rich.
It's not easy.
There's tears, anger and chaos.
The difficulties of keeping them still and focused are many.
But the moments of joy and laughter make up for it.
I'm learning a lot about them and myself.
It's a gift to be here in Alabama.
Spending long hours with the family is good.
Life leads us to many unforeseen places.
This is a chance.
A time to stand up and help.
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Monday, October 7, 2013
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
My heart aches
with dreams of Termination.
Searching the mountains
for a message.
Climb and feel content.
Work and worry.
Tired of the rat race.
Getting prepared to travel south.
Gratitude for my friend.
My heart dwells in Alaska.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Stay still and keep your own counsel.
Watch in wonder as time slips by.
Love life and squeeze it dry.
I dreamt about my father last night.
I was looking for his number so I could call him.
He died in 2003, but I wanted to speak with him in my dream.
I want to tell him I love him. I miss you Daddio.
Excerpt of The Gettysburg Address by A. Lincoln~
"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Monday, May 13, 2013
Wear my mother's pancho and rule the world.
She speaks as I dig in the soil and smell spring.
Layers of distance show the way.
Practiced at solitude and quiet work, health returns.
The sheets are clean and happiness washes
over winter dirt of tears.
Tenderness hides in folds of
love as I smile resolutely in a stance of
integrity with wild cards.
I live in her skin. She's gone,
but the connection is strong. Her words
pleasure or painful, made my mother's voice
echo in my head. She loves me.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
There are breakthroughs.
The learning of lessons.
I'm learning mine and enjoying the journey.
Cruel people are hard to take.
You cannot avoid it sometimes.
It's in your face.
No matter how much love,
No matter how much love,
it can manifest in each of our lives.
Life humbles us.
No one gets out alive.
Being gentle and gracious is my answer.
Being understood is a blessing,
but there's no guarantee.
Give to those you love and let them be.
Doing time here on Earth.
I don't want mine to be 'hard time'.
Sing out and let go.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Love Through This
All signs point to Spring.
Although predictions call for flurries,
I tend to think the tide has turned.
For me too.
The ocean was offered my last tear.
Continual surrender and vigilant prayer
lift me through the quagmire.
I recognize the pattern and break free.
All of it done lovingly.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Saturday, April 6, 2013
I listen to the birds this morning.
The Raven tells me where to go.
Snow blankets the landscape.
Facing up to the work is daunting.
Moving on with my life is challenging.
I take responsibility for my actions.
Feeling strong in my convictions.
Knowing that it is all about the love.