Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
~ this too, shall pass ~
The devastation is alarming. Over 200 tornadoes in a 24 hour period. Six states are now under a 'declaration of emergency'.
The photo, above, is from a beach that is three hours from my home. That tornado tail is really kicking. I understand it acts like a whip... one lash and your building is gone. Have you ever played "Tiddly-winks"?
Watching a news update, I could not figure out what I was looking at. The camera was in a helicopter flying over a city (??). Yes, a city; I was looking at concrete foundations that resembled kitchen tiles.
Like any event that brings devastation and loss of life, we hope for comfort and a return to daily tasks. We try to try. If you cannot 'try' what is yours to handle, reach out your hand to another and help them try.
Sometimes the only thing left standing is the soul of humanity. "Guard your heart with all diligence, for out of it, come the issues of life." (a proverb)
Friday, April 29, 2011
Fairy Tale Girls
~And today is the wedding...
Four o' clock A.M. will find me in front of my television.
Hot tea, crumpets, and other similar snacks are waiting.
My sister-in-law will call around the same time.
We'll gab about the guests, the groom, the MUM, and on... & on.
Why?
Because we're 'Fairy Tale Girls'.
Every good fairy tale girl knows 'they lived happily ever after.'
Sigh ~ past the tissue please... here comes the bride!
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Tuesday, April 26, 2011
~and now it's spring
Cool mornings, and a freshness fills my lungs...
with the urgent need of spring.
A pale light casting across the garden...
I wait for warmth, the sun will bring.
The morning doves gather for their calling...
and cooing, for the urgent need of spring.
A path of dampness invites a journey...
with bare feet, the grass begins to cling.
Sheltered in this early morning beauty...
a grateful voice within me, begins to sing...
~and now it's spring...
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