Month: November 2013

  • A Paradox

    The silences reveal provocative answers to questions only my heart dares ask. In these silences, in the pauses between spaces, answers bloom like petals waiting to be picked. I don’t know how many lifetimes are required to come to this moment where the silences resound boisterously. What is more clearly so is that my heart…

  • A New World

    The mind travels the distances inclined toward new worlds. Here infants are preparing for what will be their new home. For now,  difficult it is to chisel new worlds; the breaking of rock, the scraping of stone of encrusted thinking. Not here, but elsewhere the new beginnings will foster new dreams. No longer to be…

  • Some Sayings

    The heart will determine what the head sees.   And put into the eyes the meaning of it all. Times are now the adults need more rearing than the children require. It appears Heaven is an earned order and until one approaches the place where admission is qualified, one cannot enter. To gain understanding a lot…

  • The Loving Place

    A home, a hearth the loving place that nurtures the fragile psyche, granting each the right to perceive the universe as is his to perceive. Building memories year upon year and granting courage for the hurting moments and bearing them. Yet yielding to the greater truth that life continues to be good. Granting the right…

  • The Long Fast

    (For My  Forever Friend-Cheryl) Morning breaks the long fast. In the dailyness there is beauty. In the neat kitchen, in the morning silent, except for the brewing of the fragrant coffee in the silver pot, in the glancing out the dark window, to see the neighbors rising. In the neatness of physical life where the…

  • The House Of Many Rooms

    On November 5th, USA TODAY had an article entitled, ‘A discovery out of this world;  Earth-like planets.’  It went on to say that the space observatory, the Kepler telescope has shown that about 8.8 billion stars in our galaxy have planets nearly the size of earth with a surface temperature that could support life.  …

  • Trading Wall Quilts

    For my readers who have requested a photo of Maria Wulf’s wonderful wall quilt that she had offered to trade for one of mine,  this is the marvelous quilt.   I love it and do not tire of looking at it.   I find new images all the time.   She is a gifted artist…

  • How Much Of A Difference

    It was morning, though the night still hung heavy; the clouds hovered, the sun unable to rise. The children gathered for breakfast; morose and angry, heavy still with sleep. Mother looked with unhappy eyes and father, already delayed flew out the door. What could she plan for this crew this night, she wondered, as she…