Month: June 2020

  • We Build On Words. . . .

     I have not been much of a television watcher but in retrospect I realize more people than not were.  Not only watchers but some inadvertently imitators.  Young girls mimicked teen agers with inflections and tones and even lilting questions at the end of sentences.  Not knowing nuances but inflections their phrasings created. Immature emotions in…

  • A divine observation. . . .

      A divine observation. . .  You take love and wear as pearls. Shiny tears they once were. Shiny tears, but they fell to your breast and now they are gems. . . .                                          …

  • This I Know. . because I learned. . .

      This I Know. . . because I learned. . . Only with deeper understanding is there any basis for understanding. ***** To love oneself presumes a selfishness man cannot abide in himself. ***** Yet to be selfish presents an attitude of self acceptance, of tolerance that can only begin to be outward in the…

  • Love Is Reason Enough . . . . for sisters. . .

        I look upon this photo and am grateful that what my life emphasized is factual for me in this moment of time.  That what was crucial to our sons’ lives is what I see in their progeny and therefore, mine.  When asked when mountains became impossible to climb how to go on, I…

  • The Strange Bequest. . . .

    Tomorrow is Father’s Day and this is a late regret to chalk up to a life in ebbtide.  But with the head on my shoulders today, I wish there had been times to talk of heart concerns.  Life was to be mountains for me to climb and I could have used his hand to hold.…

  • a soft goodnight. . . . .

    A soft goodnight . . . as night arrives and blankets all, we take rest that is ours and allow it to heal . . . for it is no small thing given but as with all, we use what is ours and gently put the day to bed .   the night still arrives…

  • When You Have The Obligation . . .

      Living The Martha Mary Story forever it seems. . . . . . It was the Martha -Mary story which raised the hackles and had me fuming.  Martha wished to sit and listen to her friend and exchange thoughts but Mary of course took the seat.  Mary did not offer to pour milk nor…

  • The Loving Gesture Makes The Difference. . . . .

      What pleases me so much about this photo besides knowing she is my beloved Emma E. is the obvious seriousness she shows in her work.  And it is work she does.  I identify the intensity and I wish her to be able to see the beauty of her body doing what her mind has…

  • Love = Value Added. . . .

    Attitudes of Gratitude . . . . . I had been asked to make potato salad for guests because they think it special and I was delighted to do so.  When I finished I thought I should have kept the times to show long it took when I was at home and said I was…

  • Sending The Future A New Direction. . . .

                                                           To change history. . .a new path. . . I had been at sixes and sevens (so to speak) this week.  I should explain that the idiom means…