Monday, February 2, 2015

My Version of the Traditional "Day Is Done"


Inspired by photos I took of Beaver Island, Michigan 
back in 1998 and by one of the songs by Velma Frye 
on her album "Seven Sacred Pauses", 
I wrote my own verse ala the traditional song
"Day Is Done."


Day is ending, the sun is setting
o’er the lake, o’er the dunes, 
see it fade.
All is sound, safely rest;
God is near.


Thursday, January 1, 2015

Sunday, November 2, 2014

The Art of Remembering: My Younger Brother


Charlie in 5th grade
up front and grinning brightly
happy and friendly




the photo at the left
my brother, cousin and me
blessing those two on All Souls Day



sharing the sweet souls of my brother
and my cousin
with Rebecca's

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Nonnie's Observations: The Art of Remembering: Momma

Nonnie's Observations: The Art of Remembering: Momma: Remembering Momma Vivid memories of my momma range from learning to dance at the Moose  to her cooking at the restaurant she owned w...

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Haiku My Heart: Autumnal Glory


autumnal glory… 
God’s rich palette of hues
feeding my spirit


 sharing with Rebecca's

and 
Straight-Out-of-the-Camera
aka
S-O-O-C 
hosted by 
Gemma Wiseman
& Magical Mystical Teacher


Saturday, October 11, 2014

Haiku My Heart: Cosmos' Last Hurrah


 cosmos’ last hurrah
now down, due to storm’s fierceness
spring will bring blooms ‘gain



love abounds 
at Rebecca's 




Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Wordle #181: St. Therese de Lisieux

Wordle #181



Peering into the lives of the saints 
provides a connected and vital chain to our risen Lord.  
With that connection, 
my speech takes on a new importance 
in radiating no harm to others.  
For which of us broken humans 
needs a word (such as name-calling) or action 
that strips away any divinity that is left in us?  
Signs of help for us can be found in a poem 
from the likes of St. Therese de Lisieux.   
So let’s raise our goblets to St. Therese 
(who, even as she lay on the sheets of her bed) 
gave us a sense that we too can strive for holiness 
in ‘little ways’ as she did.



As my faithful readers can see, 
I've been drawn back to this place.
I won't be writing here on a daily basis,
but St. Therese and Mother Mary 
are whispering in my ear...


linking 
Wordle #181
to Brenda's