The Window of the Lighthouse

Vacation 248

Through the window of the lighthouse,

you can see the strength,

the unyielding soul born to fight,

and that there is hope.

The light still works,

in the daytime,

calling us to rest,

to receive the calm of the ocean,

and to let go.

The window is to bring in,

the greater light,

and to reveal the end of the storm,

to say the words of peace,

to the heart of a seagull.

Trust the power,

of light being revealed,

in the strength of a rock,

bringing service,

and compassion to people.

Look through the window.

Blessings to everyone and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

The Path

Vacation 293

Somewhere, maybe halfway,

between the hawk flying over my shoulder,

and gliding through the angry clouds,

I found the courage to accept,

who I am,

realized I was free,

writing, a few lines,

nature healing, the best of me.

Always thankful,

for your faithful hand in mine,

walking this way, and through the woods,

seeing each other,

reflecting our faces in the lake,

in spite of the mist.

However long we have on the earth,

I pray we can always walk,

this path together.

Blessings to everyone and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Warriors in the Hospital

nurse and patient

If you go to a cancer ward,

any cancer ward,

you will find the bravest people,

on the face of the earth.

No armor, a broken shield,

hardly any weapons,

and yet, they fight every day,

not just the cancer,

but depression, fear, hopelessness,

fear of the unknown, and sickness.

Fighting to break a smile,

to have a glimmer,

of light. A future.

I once knew a woman,

who fought hard to live,

she fought hard for her children,

she fought hard for her husband,

and for herself.

Terrified,

but not crushed.

I don’t know why some live,

and others do not,

I will never know why,

If I can though, I will offer,

a smile,

a hand of friendship,

kind words,

strength,

to help them fight,

with strong armor,

and a new shield,

called hope.

With God’s help,

we can do this,

please pray for them,

pray for their strength,

in the midst of the battle.

Amen.

hand in hospital

Blessings to everyone and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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By the River

river falls

It was by the river, where the young man learned,

how to breathe the woods,

how to attach his heart,

to the earth,

to something other than himself.

It was the only place,

where peace flowed, over,

the rocks, down into smaller streams,

speaking to him without words.

His family had fallen apart many times,

and there was no pastor, no sermon,

only the river flowing, and the strength,

of trees, the first people watching,Photo by indianscowboys via Flicker

from the shadows,

smiling with approval.

He survived,

and he is still surviving,

in spite of death knocking,

in spite of tears turning,

into rocks,

he is still learning, still breathing,

the woods.

The pastor left and the sermon fell,

to the ground, turning to dust.

And now he has learned the nature,

of healing, of forgiveness stronger,

the woods are very forgiving.

He remembers the quotes,

the words of Nathan Chasing Horse,

“When a man learns how to weep”,

“he learns compassion”.

The strength is in the heart.

 river calm

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

First Nations image from pinterest

additional images from google

Dreamwalker X – The Fishing Trip

fishing gear

Contemporary Microfiction

Diego pulled into the driveway of the Sanchez house, promptly at 3:20 am. They had a little more than an hour of a drive to get there, and they both wanted to be standing in the river, as the sun was coming up. Juan Sanchez, Linda’s Dad, was standing in the doorway, waiting with his gear. After saying good morning, they loaded the car, while Gloria Sanchez watched in her bath robe, and mumbled about “Men are so out of their minds….” “All this just to catch some fish?” After Juan kissed his wife goodbye, he and Diego jumped into the Mustang and headed down the road.

There were a lot of horses under the hood, and Diego tried to keep the car from roaring too much through the neighborhood. Once they got onto the main road though, he put the windows down, and hit the petal. “Mustangs were not made to go slow!”, he said. “And this is a GT!” He had to talk loud to be heard over the wind. They both reached for their coffees smiling, loving the speed and power of the car. When Juan said he really liked the Mustang, Diego pulled over and asked him if he wanted to drive. “Sure!”, came the response. Juan had always wanted to try one out.

mustang 2They didn’t talk too much going down the road, but when they did, they talked about Linda. How could they not talk about her? Juan mentioned she was still working on her college classes to become a nurse. She wanted to be like her Mom. Diego mentioned he knew, and was encouraging her to quit her waitressing job so she could do more studying. Juan knew he liked this guy but wondered about him not working.

Once they were at the state park, they unloaded and walked about a mile to the river. Juan asked him where they were going to live after they were married. It was a typical Dad question, and Juan felt somewhat embarrassed after letting it fly. They kept walking, and Diego mentioned, “We are looking at houses to buy, in our area.” “We wouldn’t move in though until after the wedding”. Juan smiled at the “after the wedding” part. He knew his wife would be happy to hear it!

But Juan did stop in his tracks. “How will you pay for a mortgage while teaching at the community college?” It was a valid concern, but Diego did not know how to say in a humble way, that he had money. “Juan we are paying cash”. “I made a lot of money in the corporate world, and to be honest that was the only good thing.” So much for that concern.

They spent hours and hours in the river fishing that day. There was enough fish to cook right there on the banks of the river, and extra that they put on ice to take home. The more Juan got to know this young man from the Red Rocks country, the more he liked him. Diego shared a lot about his people, and that he needed to get more connected with them. Teaching at the college would help.

Juan was most impressed with him when they talked about religion. He really had his head on straight. Diego said he had been baptized as a baby but he could not get married in the same church the Sanchez family was a part of. “I would be lying if I said I believed all that”. So there it was, he was an honest man too. Yep, Juan knew for sure his daughter was going to be very happy with Mr. Diego Dreamwalker. He did hope they would get married in some type of a church though……..

river desert

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

images from google

Eight Days a Week

Have you ever been in love with someone so much, you wished there were more hours in a day? Or maybe, there could be more days in a week? That way you could have more time with the one you love. Here’s a song about it. The old film footage is neat too. I love the early Beatles’ songs. The weekend is coming! Hang in there you can make it!

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Commentary © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

video from youtube

Dreamwalker IX – Linda’s Story

desert flowers

Contemporary Microfiction

She trusted James more than anyone she had ever met. He brought healing to her really. He was so free. Actually everyone was calling him Diego now, and he was loving it. Papa started it, preferring the Spanish.

She had driven herself out to the desert this morning, to spend time with God, and to enjoy the flowers in full bloom. It was a time of thanking Him, and asking for His help in the future. She had never seen such beauty, as she breathed in the cool morning air. “Diego would love this too”, she said out loud. She began walking quietly through the colors. She had always loved walking, and praying.

Ever since they had met at the restaurant she felt so at ease talking to Diego. She opened up to him then, and still was. That was one of the things she loved about him. He opened up her soul, and embraced it. Time and again he loved the deepest parts of her. And he loved Gibran! She practically had Gibran’s book the “Prophet” memorized from years of reading it, and it was one of his favorites too. She thought that was a good way to describe their relationship – poetry.

She prayed for children. She was 35 now, and wondered if her dream of a large family was over. When the two of them talked about children, he always said she had a gleam in her eyes, and he just smiled knowingly. He usually kissed her then. She knew she could trust Diego, and God on that topic, and decided not to worry about it anymore.

What about the Church? They had broken the rules on intimacy, should they still try to get married in the Church? Was it even possible now? She had always been faithful, and the Church was important to her. As she looked at the mountains, she remembered verses that encouraged her. Nothing was too difficult for Him.

She had played by the rules before, and her first marriage had been a disaster. There had been nothing but pain and suffering. Years after her divorce from Richard, she was still dealing with it. She had trouble feeling any emotions last year when he died from alcoholism. She looked at the mountains again, and began to feel peace. She was determined to go on with her life.

She started back towards her car, then stopped. Was the Creator speaking to her? It came from deep within her. A smile came over her face, when she realized, not only was the desert in full bloom…….…but she was too………..

She was looking forward to getting married, and a lifetime of love.

 mexican woman

 

 

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

images from google