Oh Ye (me) Of Little Faith (Revisited)
One would think by now, I would know better, however you’d be wrong to think that. For once again, I guess I just didn’t believe. I DO believe. Believe in some sort of divine presence (call it GOD if you need to). An essence of a being, or something, that subtly connects all things. I grew up Christian, Anglican to be exact. But my ancestors … Continue reading Oh Ye (me) Of Little Faith (Revisited)
Trying To Fix What Ain’t Broke
Just came upon this article via my Newsfeed with the headline “7 Ways To Tell If A Millennial Is Depressed“, underneath it had “frequently waking up at 4 or 5 in the morning due to elevated levels of stress hormones“. Em…I’m doing that lately. So I read the article. I’ve been getting up at not just 4am, but also at 3am, and 2am. Back to … Continue reading Trying To Fix What Ain’t Broke
Those Old Friends O’Mine
I’ve journeyed back to just around the corner from where all those Helium Sphere memories happened. You see, for just around the corner from that once matrimonial home, lives that rare gift, old friends. They are still in the same place I left them. Oh, the kids have grown and are becoming successful young men. The vehicle they drive is different, and of course they … Continue reading Those Old Friends O’Mine
Weekly Writing Challenge | Student, Teacher
from The Red Duo-Tang ~Friday June 27th, 1975: *Really enjoyed the trip to Midland, she was really good. L (lil sis) bothered her a lot. Very interested in Huron Village. Enjoyed staying in the Motel. – got a lot out of Nancy Island. Asked a lot of questions. *Little nervous at the Scenic Caves. Can’t say as I blame her…I was too. Got a beaded … Continue reading Weekly Writing Challenge | Student, Teacher
Sometimes
…I truly believe we are all doomed. Yet, inside me is this positive spirit that always works its damnedest to persuade me otherwise. Just this morning I learned my camera is gone forever. Silly me accidentally left it in the cab that took me home from a visit back to Dodge over the weekend. Dad and MsB are up for a visit, and we all … Continue reading Sometimes
Notes from a recovering news junkie
There was a time when I could wile away many an hour in idle, digital, chitchatter. For close to 15 years I hunted out like-minded souls who craved the need to express their not so humble opinion about everything from local newsworthy tidbits, to environmental or international concerns. Thing is, I am a news addict. Every morning I open Facebook, not to play Candy Crush, … Continue reading Notes from a recovering news junkie
Weekly Photo Challenge | Spring
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Lessons of Grey
Outside my window here in the village, the rain is falling in large drops, and the sounds of thunder I can hear in the distance. Storm rolling in I guess. Dark blue grey sky’s are illuminated by these bright glowing clouds that are reflected in the wet pavement next door in the parking lot. As the rain begins to pelt the window, I look around … Continue reading Lessons of Grey
Thames Walk | 2014:05:01
Duck, Duck, Goose
Out and about downtown yesterday. Popped into the Dollarama for a spray bottle (for my lavender water face spritz – good for oily skin and inducing happiness) and a little watering can – $2.50. My purchases made me very happy. Also went hunting for a case for my eReader, but no luck in that corner. So, after walking around downtown, I swung up Richmond and … Continue reading Duck, Duck, Goose
May Day and Magnolias
Last night on our walk, there was a gentle rain. It fell so delicately, it was like a cleansing mist. It was dusk, and the last vestiges of light defined the gentle blush of the new magnolia blossoms in front of the Catholic Church around the corner. Beginnings – Beltane Beltane was one of four Gaelic seasonal festivals: Samhain (~1 November), Imbolc (~1 February), Beltane … Continue reading May Day and Magnolias
Luriana, Lurilee
from: LEONARD WOOLF: A BIOGRAPHY by Victoria Glendinning There was a poem called “Luriana Lurilee” which meant something to them both – Leonard quoted a stanza from it in Growing, and Virginia in To the Lighthouse. It conveys the spirit of the private Garden of Eden inhabited by Leonard and Virginia when all was well. Luriana, Lurilee by Charles Isaac Elton Come out and climb … Continue reading Luriana, Lurilee
A Poem – A
such savagery diminishes upon that street. the wars the horrors the weeping the loss and wasted beauty. with content it shreds with letters not read and lies to their soul. When will the lessons be learned. due, far, far overdue is the renaissance of shadows. these streams of conscious thought, delight, they awake a hunger for more. More than a hundred forgotten faces, and names … Continue reading A Poem – A
by PaulaB 