Friday, November 20, 2015

Friday, Nov 20, 2015

Healer

We've all met at least one person in our life,
who seems to have the unique quality of healer.
One such person is on my mind today.

























      Has such a person touched your life?


                Thank you is easy to say
      even though it falls short of meaning
                         sometimes.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Nov 11-12 2015

MORE THAN ONE DAY

Think of all the brave, honorable people
who have served our country. . . 
It will take you more than one day.

Fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, aunts,
uncles, grandfathers, neighbors-- the list
is long; the days are short.


















Name names and tell stories. That sharing is your gift of remembrance.

                              God Bless Them Each And All
                                              
                     

Monday, November 2, 2015

Nov 2, 2015

VOICE & HEART

Have you ever met someone through their
voice, never really seeing them in person,
and yet feeling a delightful kinship?


Aunt Lucille went to heaven last night.
She had kindness and laughter in
her voice each time we chanced to speak.
And though not part of her earthly family, I
cared about her deeply. Surely many, many
others felt the same.
I will miss. . .
"Well, hello there. How are you?" At which
time the door opened in our conversation and
I got to tell someone how I was really doing.

My prayers go out to all her family and friends--
who celebrated her 100th birthday just last month!

























My understanding is that heaven is Heaven--not
Catholic or Protestant or Jewish or any other
religion. God is Love and He built the mansions
there for everyone who loves in this life on earth.

There is a beautiful hymn that is sung at the end
of a funeral Mass. I think it is full of consolation.
Here is one version sent out with love for a very
special lady..

Song of Farewell By Ernest Sands

Friday, October 30, 2015

Halloween Weekend 2015

FACE or MASK


Some people love getting dressed up
for Halloween while others close their
doors and their minds to fun


The beautiful, terrible magic may be
your real face transformed--or a mask
to hold a cover over being recognized.


Who are you and why? 





















The English teacher who transforms
herself into "Maleficent" has always
been your favorite--and now you
find she has another side. . .?



 
















The face in the window, which is not
anyone but could be your best friend.
Will she choose the mask and do 
something crazy because "she's just
not herself ?"

This is that holiday with many permissions
attached to it -- not to mention sweets.
Indulge and have fun. 

Happy Halloween! BE SAFE.

Thursday, October 29, 2015

Thursday, October 29th 2015

CATS & COLOR

Did you know that today is National Cat Day?

If you love that kitty in your lap or the one that comes to
your backdoor to beg--then maybe you are celebrating
a day for your soft, comforting friend.


A cat can wedge its way into your life. Even if it's only a
little fellow that pays you a leg rub when you go for your
walk in the morning.  You are touched and feel a connection.
This cat has a good owner and you are just a passer-by. 
Still . . .























           What was God thinking?

Cats are lovely creatures. They come in a mixture
of breeds and their coats are multi-colored.

ABOUT COLOR

Color speaks to us. Color can change our mood.
What is your favorite color? and when you were
growing into your life did you favor one color and
wear it everyday?

Someone has a birthday today. Her world of color
is changing. Purple everything has now taken a bit
of a backseat to seafoam green. 
How did that happen?
We all change and most of the time that's a good thing.
It means we are growing and discovering.




















So what if there are no blue-green hibiscus
flowers. 

On your special day, you can dream--


Happy Birthday!  Brookie. . . sweet dreams.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Monday, October 12th 2015

Poetry & Thanksgiving

Today is a little dash of color with words.
If you were in Canada you would be celebrating
Thanksgiving! (Wouldn't it be nice here in the States
to have some time for reflection around the special holidays
of Love & Peace & Family & Gratitude?)
* Now may be an appropriate time to give a shout out to
Archbishop Paul-Andre Durocher of Gatineau, Quebec,
who has suggested the idea of women deacons in the
Roman Catholic Church. Yes! It is time.

























Today is the birthday of poet Paul Engle (1908-1991) 
who said, "The way to praise a poet is to write a poem."

And since yours truly is also celebrating a birthday today,
I've decided to share a cento from my collection in progress.
Some wonderful journals have published my centos which
(as poets know) is very promising.
A poem from Patrick Kavanagh to me and now to you:


                                                MY CLOAK OF GOLD
                                                      -Patrick Kavanagh: Cento                                


                                                I came to a great house on the edge of a park
                                                Something discovered vividly and sudden.
                                                (God must be allowed to surprise us.)
                                                That beautiful, beautiful, beautiful God
                                                Not the abstract Creator but He who caresses
                                                In the light.
                                               
                                                On the road we walk nobody is unwanted—
                                                A world that was and now is poised above time
                                                So full of repose, so rich with life
                                                And verse that can redeem a soul.
                                                Spread the news, tell all. if you love me—
                                                Unwilling saint.

                                                I will have love, love, love.
                                                God’s gift to this poetic nation.
                                                O wealthy me! O happy state.
                                                So I take my cloak of gold
                                                I’m as happy as I’ve ever been
                                                Great glory to the King!

                                                If my voice still echoes there
                                                Bring out a book as soon as you can.

                                                                                    -Kathleen Gunton
                                                                                            ©2015