Month: June 2014

  • The Plough Sits In The Field

    The Plough Sits In The Field There was a time, however brief, when the unthinkable was avoided at all costs and the unworkable was left by the side of the road. Nowhere could we say that the heart was not involved; but lost on us all were reasons. Now we wait. The plough sits in…

  • Peacing and piecing

      When I ordered the bolt of burlap on the eve of my 83rd birthday,  I wrote that I did not know what possessed me to do it.   It seemed like the right thing to do.   So I started working with it and did one wall quilt and then another and another.   I am ‘at…

  • A Certain Place And Time

    There is always one relationship in any lifetime that becomes more than was ever hoped for.   It stands as a beacon and throughout all life it is felt and tried as the perfection of what particular relationships should be. It is to be kept in mind, when one wishes for a relationship to develop and…

  • Advanced Technology

    Advanced Technology Cry,  if you will but not for long. Tears dampen the pillow and confine the cold to the head. Gone the days when romantic tears were touched and dried by the corner of a linen. Today’s  tears are great gulps wrenched from the gut; testifying to a technology that bigger is better. A…

  • Please Give Some Thought

    The tide rises as high as the undercurrent pushes it. When a philosophy is carved out of the heart, it upholds the body, the spirit and the mind. Substitution can sometimes alleviate in the beginning and then incredibly become of itself the real thing. One should not find the bed so comfortable that it is…

  • I Come Bearing Gifts

    I Come Bearing Gifts I come bearing gifts, an open heart, an open mind and open arms. Love is the currency used to procure these. Yours given unsparingly and mine given in gratitude for  the constancy of a similar heart.     art by Claudia Hallissey

  • The Heavens Watch

    The Heavens Watch The heavens watch and poignantly feel what plagues me. They say my presence here in this space I inhabit is a necessary one. They would tell me more but I would laugh, not with mirth but sarcasm they think, and would make the blood of the earth curdle. I have touched a…