Archive for November, 2008

Nov
17

Try to Remember

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Memories.  Latent within them is the power to reawaken feelings of joy or feelings of great sadness. Memories are not sterile.  They are linked to us in inextricable ways.  They, at times, have a life of their own.  Sometimes accurate and sometimes skewed by our desires or traumas or just our limited humanness.

My trip down Memory Lane began early today as I enjoyed what is my favorite part of each day. There is something about rising early while the sun is just peeping up over the horizon that I love.  I feel the potential of the day.  Birds are beginning to sing.  The world is awakening with hope that the day will bring love and beauty and kindness. 

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Nov
15

Work in Progress

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 The following was written by a friend of mine, Kathy Norman, and I wanted to share it with you all.

You really want to take my shame?

Take my fears?

Salty ocean of my tears?

Then take them all.

Take the ashes of burnt dreams

Ceilings bowed from weakened beams

Stony walls built so high

Mortar hardened over time

Take the fragrance that was cost

When my innocence was lost

You really want what’s in my heart?

Take the failures, losses, gains

Until nothing else remains

Please forgive that I forgot

What a messed up

Place You bought

The light is on

The door’s unlocked

Make Yourself a Home.

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Nov
14

Rare Moments

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Yesterday I found myself smack dab in the middle of one of those rare moments of life when I thought, “This is what it is all about.  This is life lived to the fullest.”  It wasn’t monumental.  It wasn’t planned. It was just a moment of time where my heart felt completely alive.  A simple interval of time that would be frozen in my memory as one of the best.  Yet, there were no elements in that instant that the world would say could qualify it as being important.  I didn’t win the lottery. I wasn’t on a trip to see the Great Smoky Mountains or the Grand Canyon or a Hawaiian sunset. There was no party in my honor. Nothing significant on the world’s Geiger counter.

 It just happened. 

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Nov
07

In the Barnyard

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I have pondered lately on the definition of a friend. As I attempted to bring words to my understanding of what a friend really is, my mind went straight to the barnyard. I first experienced Charlotte’s Web, a classic children’s book written by E.B. White, in elementary school as my teacher read the story to us, day by day unfolding the story.  Later, as my own children grew up, we often watched the movie rendition of the classic.  I must say it is an absolute favorite of mine.  It is one story I enjoyed so much that if my children were watching it, I had to sit down and enjoy it, slowing down from all the endless tasks that call to a mother and just relishing the story.

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