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Wednesday, May 17, 2023

Today's Song

I think I’ll write a song today
A simple, happy tune
To add a bit of loveliness
with cheers, for what might bloom

I think I’ll sing this song today
For those who care to hear
Reminders of this gift we live
my anthem, bright and clear

I think I’ll share this song today
Place sunshine in a vibe
For what I seek, I know I’ll find
together, we can thrive

I think I’ll be a song today
I’ll surely try my best
With joyful heart, I celebrate
this pledge, this vow, this quest.

Yes
I think I’ll write a song today
A simple, happy tune
To add a bit of loveliness
with cheers, for what might bloom …

:)

 

Monday, May 17, 2021

And When

And when I’m placed into this life

A promise I will keep

To love another as myself

To try, to hope, to seek

 

And when the noise gets much too loud

A quiet place, I’ll find

To open up my heart with love

Awaken to my blind

 

And when I see as you see me

And you as I instead

A gentle trust will fill my heart

Sweet joyfulness, I’ll spread

 

And when I take the time to know

Why you were placed here too

I’ll figure out, I’ll find a way

And treasure you, I do

 

And when I breathe my very last

Inspired by this quest

True legacy, I’ll leave behind

I was, but just a guest

 

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Without

Tell me, what will I do
With these feelings of you?
As I wander my way
Without

Shall I brush them aside?
Bordered up, I can hide
Endless tears, I'm destined
To cry

Can I stash them away?
In a vault they must stay
'Til I'm strong and I'm brave
Once more

Or will helpless, it seems
Be the voice of my dreams
Memories, I now face
Alone

Do I search for the bright?
As I stumble and fight
To where I'll find better
Again

Will I fall and insist
With this ache, coexist
Lost in questions, remain
Unsure

With confidence and trust
End this cycle, I must
The sunrise holds promise
I know

It is hope where I turn
Joyous lessons, I'll learn
Together we will be
Some day

But until that sweet time
When infinite, we'll shine
My heart will continue
To sigh

Tell me, what will I do
With these feelings of you?
As I wander my way
Without

♥



Saturday, June 15, 2019

Tick Tock

The closer it gets to the beginning of Summer, the more I think about it
& these days, as I'm ping-ponging from Central to Eastern back to Central again ?
yep
I'm kinda consumed.

tick tock
does anyone really know ?
knock three
step in

Time.

By my calculations, we are only six days away from the longest day of our year
after that, shorty will prevail.
& it truly never fails.
Each and every single year on Summer Solstice, I think, 'RATS ! ALREADY ?!?
& can someone tell me WHY ?? I didn't pay better attention to those later in the day sunsets ??'

gaaaaa

I'm assuming it's because sunrises are more my thing but, c'mon Self !!
Look !
See !!
'cause I know you, missy
& you will surely be wishing you witnessed allllll, when Winter comes a-calling

& speaking of time.
No offense EDT but, I'm not a fan.
CDT is where my heart will forever live because it's perfect.
PERFECT
It's a nice combination of not too early, not too late, just pleasantly in between.
 ahhh

& who came up with the idea of time zones anyways ??
& why ????
& how many different zones are there in this world ??
& what's up with the World Clock ?
and
and
and
Looks like Google has some explaining to do.

YaY

Oh time, time, time.
I'm so glad you're on my side
& I just might have too much of you on my hands.

hmmmm.

But this evening, as I'm contemplating your very existence ?
Oh yes.
I will be catching that sunset.
FOR. SURE.

:)

Smile

Monday, April 15, 2019

You Matter

I wonder why I should bother
Does anyone care?
Often think I'm wasting my life
If someone is out there
I do not know
All I feel is heartache and strife

I care, I do
I listen to you
And I hope one day you will see
Your words, so kind
Have opened my mind
And yes, you matter to me

I am wishing, I am seeking
This dream that I dream
Though I really can't tell you why
The answer I know lies somewhere within
Only God knows why I still try

(But)
I care, I do
I listen to you
And I pray one day you will see
Your words, so kind
Have opened my mind
And yes, you matter to me

All I need is one person
A believer, like me
Silly, but I know it is true
Dreams happen in time, of that I am sure
I know I am searching for you

('cause)
I care, I do
I listen to you
And I know one day you will see
Your words, so kind
Have opened my mind
And yes, you matter to me

Oh yes, you matter to me

:)

Read by Ken Guidotti


Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Collin and the Big Bald Tree

Read by Ken Guidotti


This is Collin.
Collin loves his mom, his dad and his sister Julia.
He loves his dog Carmine, ketchup on pizza, Transformers and light switches.

Collin also loves Aunt Jacki’s house.
He loves her swimming pool and her big backyard.
But, most of all, he loves Jacki’s big, bald tree.
Collin loves that tree because it is the biggest and the baldest tree he has ever seen.
He thinks that tree is the most beautiful tree in the whole wide world.
Collin is sure it is the best tree ever!

Some people do not agree with Collin.
They think he is a silly kid thinking silly kid thoughts.
They think Jacki’s tree is ugly.
People say it is ugly because Jacki’s tree has no leaves like the other trees in the yard.
It has no bark like the other trees.
Jacki’s tree does not look like a normal tree.
It is different.
It is big, bald and different.
And that is why Collin loves that tree.
It’s big. It’s bald. It’s beautiful and it is different.

Collin loves to sit by the big, bald tree.
Sometimes he reads a book.
Sometimes he takes a nap.
Other times, he listens to the birds or watches the squirrels and bunnies.
Collin knows everyone thinks the tree is big, bald and ugly.
He has heard people say the tree should be chopped down.
Collin tells the people, “The birds do not care if the tree is bald.”
He knows the birds sit in the tree and chirp all day long.
Collin tells the people, “The squirrels do not care if the tree is different.”
He knows the squirrels scurry up and down the tree every day.
Collin knows the bunnies hop happily around the tree.
He has seen deer, fox and coyotes enjoying the tree.
Collin knows the big, bald tree brings happiness to him and all the animals.
He knows this is a beautiful feeling and a beautiful tree.

One day, while Collin was swimming in Jacki’s pool, a man came to town.
The man looked at the tree and said, “That is the ugliest tree I have ever seen. It’s big. It’s bald.
It’s ugly and it is different. I am going to chop it down and plant a tree that has leaves and bark.
I am going to plant a beautiful tree!”
The man knocked on Jacki’s door and yelled, “We must chop down this big, bald, ugly tree
because it is different!”
Jacki said, “NO!”
Collin said, “NO!”
But the man said, “YES! I can chop down this tree because I am in charge of keeping things
beautiful. I will be here tomorrow with my saw and I will chop down this big, bald, ugly
tree.”

Collin ran to the tree that he loved so much.
He sat there and he cried and cried.
But suddenly Collin stopped crying and started thinking.
Collin decided that he would be there when the man with the saw came to chop down his
tree.
He would sit right next to his tree like he does every single day.
If the man was going to chop his tree down he would have to chop Collin down too.

The next morning, before everyone was awake, Collin was sitting near his tree.
When Jacki woke up and looked out her window she said, “Collin, what are you doing sitting by
your tree? It is so early.”
Collin told Jacki what he was doing.
Jacki thought Collin’s idea was the best idea she had ever heard.
She packed a picnic basket and went to sit by the tree with Collin.
Collin called his mom, his dad, his sister Julia and his dog Carmine.
Collin’s mom called Grandma, Grandpa, aunts, uncles and cousins.
The birds saw what was happening and called their bird friends to come and chirp on the big,
bald tree.
The squirrels heard the birds chirping and called all their squirrel friends to scurry in the big, bald tree.
The bunnies saw all the activity near the tree and decided to join in.
The deer, fox and coyotes brought their families for fun around the big, bald tree.
Why even the bugs, flowers and other trees were having a grand time!
Soon, people from all around town came to relax by the big, bald tree.
The people sat and listened to Collin talk about how much he loved the tree.
They began to love the tree too.

Just then, the man with the saw walked up and shouted, “What is going on here?”
As the man looked up he noticed happy people, animals, bugs, flowers and other trees.
He saw Collin and he saw Collin’s big, bald tree.
But Collin’s tree was not the same.
It was still big. It was still bald. It was still different.
But, suddenly, the man thought the big, bald tree was beautiful.
The man looked at Collin and said, “I was wrong. This is not a big, bald, ugly tree. It is a big,
bald, beautiful tree. It is beautiful because it brings happiness to others. I will not chop your tree
down. Your tree is different but, it is also special. This tree will stay at Jacki’s house forever!”

And the big, bald tree did stay at Jacki’s house forever.
Bringing happiness to people, birds, squirrels, bunnies, deer, fox, coyotes, bugs, flowers, and
other trees.
But, most of all, the BIG BALD BEAUTIFUL DIFFERENT tree brought happiness to Collin.

:)

Thursday, January 10, 2019

With You For You And You

A whisper in the darkness
The cry that no one hears
A haven I can run to
The  calmer of my fears

My home for perfect happy
Believer of my dreams
An answer to my wonder
The roadmap to my schemes

With you, for you and you
The only one I see
With you, for you and you
Continually, I'll be

A keeper of my secrets
The light who brightens life
Protector through all troubles
My quieter of strife

Trustworthy and so hopeful
My confidence, my friend
Consistent, kind and caring
A promise to the end

With you, for you and you
The only one I see
With you, for you and you
Continually, I'll be

An infinite assistant
To everything I do
So humbled, blessed and thankful
Devoted to you too

With you, for you and you
The only one I see
With you, for you and you
Continually, I'll be

 :)

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Relocated

Good Morning !

&

BIG THANKS for your loyal visits to these rambling words of mine.

I need you to know, starting today, you can find me at my new website

 jackihaltonmcavoy.com

I've launched into something different
&
I sooooo hope you join me !!


:)






Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Lesson of a Lilac

I think I've made it perfectly clear
but just in case I haven't, well,
here you go.
Again.

I

ADORE

LILACS

I mean, really REALLY.

No if's, ands or rethinks

I do.

I doooooooo

! ! ! ! !

& if I could spend my entire lifetime hunkered within and surrounded by that bewitching scent ?
oooooh, you best believe, I would !! because I so love them so.

But.
Even though my feelings are eternal,
I do have one, teeeeeeny, tiny, itsy bitsy, minuscule gripe, Lilac Bush.

- - - - - - - - - -

 Common lilacs (Syringa vulgaris) bloom in early spring as soon as the weather warms. The blooms remain for one or two weeks, filling the air with a sweet fragrance. When the blooms fade, common lilacs do not rebloom until the following spring.

- - - - - - - - - -

to which I reply

WHY ???????

Why only a week or two ?!??
Why not ALWAYS and FOREVER, Lilac ??
or at the very least.
um, say ..
most times and more frequently !?!

I don't get it.
You hand me this slice of Heaven 
& then you take it away
bam
gone
goodbye, until next time

& then it hit me, like a ton of bricks, it did.
Until next time.

You are here in your steadfastness, dear Lilac.
You stand firm.
You weather the extremes
You patiently wait and wait
& then

 ! ! ! ! !

you blossom with such joy and exuberance and show this world exactly what you are and what you do.
You offer beauty and colors
& you shine for all to see and enjoy and share.
Then you go away with a solid promise to return.
Over and over you return
and delight
and teach. 
Oh, the lesson you teach

& as you ready yourself to just like that !! leave me again, my elusive friend, 
I just need to say, it took me awhile but, I finally understand
& 
I appreciate more.

See you next year.

:)

I Am My Feelings

















Monday, May 28, 2018

Robert

His name is Robert.
Captain Robert.

We've never met, yet I have known him for years
& I carry him with me in my mind, in my heart.

Robert was a Prisoner of War in Vietnam.
His was the name on a P.O.W. bracelet I once wore.

This bracelet was originally Uncle's.
Mom's brother was kind enough to gift it to his teenage niece who wanted, needed, just had to have one.
P.O.W. bracelets were the style to be wearing back in the day
& wear, I did.
I wore that bracelet so much, I almost broke it.
I removed it from my wrist only because I feared it would snap apart, be forever ruined
& the last thing I wanted was to ruin my Robert bracelet.

I was a teen though
& I really knew nothing about him, about wars or about being a prisoner in a war.
The bracelet was the cool thing to have and I had one.
I was cool.

The older I grew, the more intrigued I became with this P.O.W. named Robert.
I knew he was from New York because Mom's family knew of his family.
Gramma's local newspaper would offer occasion updates on their town's servicemen and women
& conversations with Gramma almost always included Robert.
.
Eventually, sadly, the news arrived that Robert would not be coming home.
It was said that Robert's mama kept the faith though, certain she would one day see her son again.
I hear she lived her faith until the day she died.

Many years later, when my parents visited the Vietnam War Memorial in Washington, D.C.
Mom found Robert's name on that sacred wall of heroes.
I still have that pencil rub along with information provided about Robert
& his bracelet quietly rests in my jewelry box.

I think of Robert often, especially on Memorial Day.
He pops into my brain to remind me he was a very incredible human being
& he's opened my eyes to a most powerful realization.

Thank You Robert.
Captain Robert.

For your service.
For your courage.
For your sacrifice.

You are so much more than a name.

:)

I Am My Feelings



Sunday, May 27, 2018

In The Park

I can't believe I had this conversation but, there I was, debating.

ahhh
I don't know
maybe
maybe not
it's so hot outside
it'll probably be crowded
I'm comfortable
it's only one day
I'll go tomorrow

hmmm

& had it not been for a fitbit challenge I was determined to make a non embarrassing showing  in,
I'd probably have sat still, waiting for next time.
It's the holiday weekend.
I want to do nothing.

not one thing

& exactly why are you replying 'no' to a Wicker Walk ?? I guiltily inquired of myself.
Get your lazy arse out of the chair and do it
just do it

& so,
I did. 



 & no offense my people but, when I saw how pleasantly empty my Happy Place was ??

! ! gleeeeeeeee ! !

The picnickers packed up, the summer day frolic over, I had Heaven pretty much to myself
& selfish me very selfishly exclaimed,

YIPPEEEEEEEEE

The brights, the shadows,
EVERYTHING was lit so amazingly right as I step, step, stepped along

 

The colors.
The sounds,
The scents and sights cleared my mind and lightened my load.

I saw our Moon rising



our Sun setting


The noise was silenced.
My heart felt blessed

& this morning, as I gaze out my window anticipating a brand, new today ?




I have no questions.
No discussion.
No doubts

To do or not to do ?

From now until forever,
my answer should be
must be
will be
YES.

:)

I Am My Feelings

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Continental Muffins

Happy Memorial Day Weekend !

& if you happen to be wondering,
nope
I am not one of the millions traveling the highways and byways this year.

This year, I am happily kicking back with a whole lotta nothing.

No. Thing.

A burnt hot dog,
a fire in the pit,
a lawn chair

&
ahhhhh
that's all I ask out of life.

But, since so many of you have hit the road and are driving off to your happy place destinations, I thought I'd add to your merriment with some words from my archives.

Welcome back to 'Continental Muffins'
written October, 2016

Enjoy ! !

- - - - - - - - --

I've often wondered why continental breakfasts are called continental breakfasts.
I always figured it had something to do with people on every continent loving breakfast
& so,
I googled
& now, I know.

YaY.

The reason I mention this morning delight is because someone I know and happen to be traveling with is a big fan of continental breakfasts.
Big. Big. Fan.
Some would say borderline obsessed.
Not that I have a problem with continental breakfasts, I surely don't.
I love me a cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin before I hit the road.
But if a hotel happens to not offer this freebie, I'm ok.
Life will go on.
I'll just get my coffee elsewhere, thank you very much.

Husband doesn't quite see things this way.
He firmly believes if we are paying good money to stay overnight then, by golly, breakfast better be part of that deal
& 99.9% of the time breakfast IS part of that deal.

oy.

So.
As I was enjoying yet another continental breakfast yesterday morning, I began to ponder continental breakfasts
& maybe I do have a problem with them after all.

My problem ?
The eyeballs of my fellow travelers who are also enjoying continental breakfasts.
I always feel so watched.
As I walk in as the newbie to the continental breakfast line,
as I search for and choose my muffin,
as I turn to find a seat in this perpetually popular, crowded room,
and especially as I go up for another blueberry muffin because the first was so good.
Yes.
Watched
& dare I say, judged.

I know it's just me and my imagination.
I know nobody there really gives a hoot how many muffins I grab.
I'm just feeling this incredible need to release some pent up emotions today.
I have to set them free.

So, NO,
I am NOT a fan of continental breakfasts.

& there.
I said it.
I finally said it.

But, I'll survive.
I'll do what I have to do.
I'll carry on
& as long as I continue to travel with this extremely devoted continental breakfast devotee,
I must.

Lucky for me, he doesn't mind grabbing that extra blueberry muffin.

YuM.

--------------------

:)

I Am My Feelings




Friday, May 25, 2018

Bar None

A condition that occurs from spending an excessive amount of time/money at the bar (usually Sunday Football) so that you begin to rely on your elbows to support the intoxicated mess you have become. When you awake the next morning, not only will you find yourself with a fierce hangover, your elbows have scabbed over entirely because you have rubbed the skin raw trying not to fall out of your bar seat from the day before.
 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Well, ok then, Urban Dictionary
I guess it IS a real thing
hmmm 

& here I am, after all this time, 
all these years, figuring it was a silly something my mama invented.

Now.
Before you go imagining a bunch of unimaginable things about me, let me sort out a few facts.

Yes.
I was in a bar last Saturday.
It was Polka Day at a local establishment and Big Bro is a BIG FAN, so we attached ourselves to him to share his glee
& just so you know, 
the tables were picnic style-ish
& that, right there !! should have been my first alert.

But.
I was lost in the joy.
I did not pay attention

& truth be told ?
I have a very bad habit of elbow leaning.
I know proper etiquette says 'SHAME !!' but, it is what it is, 
I bend in to talk
and my elbows are my tee, my balance, my go-to

& Yes.
After the polka fun was over, Family and I settled in my backyard to continue our revelry
& yep, there sat another picnic table.

yap yap yap
lean lean lean
eat
drink 
merry

! ! FUN ! !

Next day arrives.
What's this ?!??
Both of my elbows were sore and reddish 
& I think ....
Ohmygosh

BAR ELBOWS

& the reason I am telling you this quick, little story on the eve of a
L O N G,
fun filled,
outdoor packed,
spirit drinking,
summery feeling, holiday weekend ??

Watch out for those picnic tables, my peeps.

weeeeeeeee.


:)


 
 

Thursday, May 24, 2018

Good Morning, Morning

I was sitting in my sitting spot for almost an hour, trying to figure out what to write.
WHAT. TO. WRITE.

You see, most days these words spill out so very easily.
They bubble, they burst, they flow, flow, flow
But, other days ?
oooooh,
other days 

uh huh

It's as if a dam has been set up inside my brain.

Nope.
Not today.

So.
I decided to take my biz outside
& now, I am placed at my picnic table, hoping for something to click.
Figure I'll just wait it out here and see what happens next.

It's chilly and a bit damp this morning but, that's ok, it'll warm up soon enough
& I absolutely adore that dewy a.m. scent !

ahhhhh

It's quiet.
So quiet.
Just the birds singing their lovely songs.
I see a blue jay,
a robin,
a hawk,
a couple crows 
and a cardinal.
I hear my Hee Hee bird with her teasing tune
& a determined woodpecker, hunkered down with his tap tap tapping.

The grass is so green.
The sky is waking up baby blue.

It's amazing how the blacks, whites and grays of Winter seem to hang around forever then suddenly,
poof !
just like that !
bright, beautiful colors are everywhere.

YaY

& that orange awesomeness in the sky ?
Yep
She is starting to do her thing.

Slowly.

S L O W L Y

Golly, I love this Earth,
this life.
Ain't it all sooooooo darn WONDERFUL ??!??

Every little everything reminds me of just how special THIS is and WE are.
If I choose, I can see it,
hear it,
taste,
breathe and touch it
every priceless second
of every single day.
I am genuinely humbled and infinitely inspired.

Good Morning, Morning

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Thank YOU. 

:)

I Am My Feelings

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Pants On Fire

I googled 'liar' this morning.

Why ?
I was curious.

Why was I curious ?
Because stretchers of the truth have always intrigued me

& so,
I typed

 L I A R

& Google, with all it's wisdom replied,
'a person who tells lies'

uh
yep
but what else, Obvious ?
I need more.

1. someone who represents one set of facts, while knowing that a
different set of facts prevails;

2. (popular) someone who having led others to believe one thing, does
a different thing; a promise-breaker;

3. (colloquial) someone whose general conduct, level of reliability,
relationship with truth, and past performance leave him or her with
little to no credibility in peoples' opinion;



& then I took a stroll down Memory Lane, where all the doozies I have told live
& yes,
I did
& sometimes, still do.

White lies, mostly
& btw,

ˈˌ(h)wīt ˈlī/
noun
noun: white lie; plural noun: white lies
  1. a harmless or trivial lie, especially one told to avoid hurting someone's feelings.

You know the deal.
I don't feel so good.
I already have plans for that day.
Something suddenly came up.
yeah
& I said those words with complete sincerity, I did
but, looking back now ?
I feel a barrage of guilt because a lie is still a lie.
Isn't it ?
Some days it seems the liars are everywhere
& I wonder, how can you do that ??
Who do you see in your mirror ?
How do you keep track ?
& why ?
why can't we, 
you, 
I 
simply be honest and speak our very own gospel ?
I know.
It's complicated
Or hurtful
or or or 
& oh ! what a tangled web we weave ...
& everybody does it 
& it's often easier
and and and 
Makes my head spin, it does.
Hey, here's a thought.

tro͞oTH/
noun
noun: truth
the quality or state of being true.
hmmm.
Sounds simple.
Sounds pleasant.
Sounds doable.
Sounds like it frees up the brain cells to enjoy these moments and cherish this journey called Life.

ahhhhh.
Truth.
! Truth !
I do believe I'd rather, Liar
as these just happen to be my very favorite pants
:)


Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Spread Sunshine

It's been rolling through my brain for three days now, set on replay
& replay
& replay

At this point, one would think I'd be searching for ways to make it cease.
Like, um,
maybe listen to Barry Manilow for awhile ... ? ...

hmmm

But, the crazy thing is, I don't mind.
At. All.
Truth be told, I'm actually kinda diggin it.

So get yourselves ready, my friends, as I ever so covertly pass this pleasant tune right on over to YOU.

- - - - - - - - - -

Gray skies are gonna clear up,
Put on a happy face!
Brush off the clouds and cheer up,
Put on a happy face!

- - - - - - - - - -

I won't sing the whole song as you can Google the remainder,
but, YaY
& thanks Bye Bye Birdie !
I'm certain you will continue to place a pep in my step as I mosey about my today

& seriously, why not ??

Going through life with a smile is so much more pleasing and appealing and just so darn NICE.
It's a magnet for Happy !
& who doesn't want to spend their hours surrounded by Happy ??

uh huh
No. One.

So do me a favor as you prep for your next 24.
Add sunshine to your list of to-dos
& spread that delightfulness every single everywhere you go.
I promise.
You will LOVE the results.

... gray skies are gonna clear up ...
... put on a happy face ....

:)

I Am My Feelings










Monday, May 21, 2018

For Always

Goodbye.

Good. Bye.

what an odd little utterance

I mean, I get it.
I am wishing you well as you go your way and I go mine but, but, but ...
maybe I don't want to leave you just yet
or ever

waaaaaaaa

I'm not very good at byes.
Never have been.
Back in the day, I'd have a terrible time.
Cry alllllll the way home is what I'd do, spend a dozen or so hours in a funky little funk too.
Fortunately, I've evolved with age.
Not that it hurts any less, I've just mastered the art of tucking away, of realizing

& no offense peeps, but Grandson farewells are the worse.
Eyes wide, teetering on the brink of tears, we look at each other and repeat our mantra.

"What do we say when it's time for goodbye ?"

"You always come back to me or I always come to you !! we ALWAYS see each other again !!" this wise, sincere voice exclaims and reminds
&
YaY !! we hug

because we know
and we do
and we will 
& as we walk in our opposite directions, we are confident and secure in that simple, solid trust.

Goodbye.

It's hard enough to say when it's expected,
when prepared.
when I know it's coming and am able to adjust.
But, when it comes out of nowhere ?
When time stops and the world is turned upside down ??
Where goodbye is so very final and the thought of moving on seems near impossible ??

Remember these indisputable words, my friends.
You always come back to me or I always come to you.

It's a promise.
A guarantee.

We will see each other
for always,
forever
again.

:)

I Am My Feelings









 

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Dancing with Jesus

'Rest in peace' is often said
While standing in a funeral line
A flower filled room of well dressed guests
To many, many seem fine

But when I reach those gates
And they open the doors
I don't plan to rest at all
'May I have this dance?' is what He'll say
As we glide past golden halls

And I'll be dancing with Jesus
Through a star lit night
We will laugh and talk and sing
There is so much to tell Him
So much to say
As I'm dancing with Jesus one day

We'll reminisce all the night
And the days beyond too
My wonderful friend and I
There will be no stress
No cares. No complaints.
How time really does fly by

As I'm dancing with Jesus
Through a star lit night
We will laugh and talk and sing
There is so much to tell Him
So much to say
As I'm dancing with Jesus one day

And the loved ones we'll see! The places we'll go!
As we walk in Heaven above
But I won't rest in peace
I'll be busy, you see
And filled with infinite love

And I'll be dancing with Jesus
Through a star lit night
We will laugh and talk and sing
There is so much to tell Him
So much to say
As I'm dancing with Jesus one day


:)




Saturday, May 19, 2018

Yes, Love

A Royal Wedding.
A School Shooting.

These are the headlines as I rev up my laptop this morning
& in my quiet stillness,
miles upon miles away from both occurrences,
alone, I sit
puzzled
pondering

The contrast does it's best to consume my brain.
Light
Dark
Joy
Grief
Together
Alone

& I think why ?

Why all this fuss over two human beings getting married ?
&
Why oh why do certain souls hate so deeply ?

My heart, genuinely happy for the worldwide adoration felt for this young couple
yet broken
and confused
and tormented
again

& somewhere in the fogginess of my questioning thoughts,
chirp chirp
chirp chirp
chirp chirp
chirp chirp
Solitary and determined in the early morning darkness, I hear her most beautiful song.

She reminds.
She resonates.
She awakens and rejuvenates.

Yes, Love.
You're here.
You do.

You. Will.

:)

I Am My Feelings

















 

Friday, May 18, 2018

Diminish

The word keeps popping up,
in books,
in conversations,
in songs and commercials,
beckoning to be noticed, begging to be acknowledged
& so,
I do what I always do when this sort of wonderment appears,
I Google.

decrease, lessen, diminish, reduce, abate, dwindle mean to grow or make less. decrease suggests a progressive decline in size, amount, numbers, or intensity.

Yep.
That's what I figured you'd say Google.

so, yeah,
um, hey,
Diminish-er ?
uh huh

It's you.

Yes, I am talking to YOU today.

I'm really curious as to why you do what you do ?
You weaken.
You minify.
You squish and you squelch
& I just need to know why ??

I mean, does it make you feel more alive inside to take what isn't even yours and demean ?
Is that it ?
A power thing ?

Or is it a something you're lacking ?
A genuine factor that simply does not exist in your innermost self. 

hmmm.
I just don't get it. 
But, I sure wish you'd help me understand.

Because the way I see it,
you and I are wandering souls, 
placed upon this awesome planet, in a spectacularly gargantuan universe.
We are teeny, tiny, itsy, bitsy beings
& if that's not enough to convince you of our unique and totally beautiful sameness ???

WOW
just wow

Want to know a secret, my belittling friend ?
I feel sorry for you.
I do.
Because you have no idea of the joy you are missing in this treasure called Life.
It's everywhere and everything, available to anyone and everyone
& it is right here,
RIGHT HERE
to be enjoyed and experienced
& how you cannot realize the absolute simplicity of it all is completely beyond me.

But.
Here's a thought, Diminish-er.
How's about you concentrate on YOU and I will pinpoint ME.
We can tidy up our own within-s and focus on our own awareness.
Because when you stop lessening me and begin the building of you ?
Amazing will forever, for always follow.

Guaranteed.

:) 

I Am My Feelings