Our tapestries are not made from our battle scars or tears,
but from our courage,
the audacity to survive,
in the refusal to give up,
we somehow learn to create
new beginnings,
as if it was spring again,
with purple infusing our being,
we build something beautiful
once again.
Note: I will never thank God for my wife having cancer, only for the courage for both us to survive.
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When we lift our heartsong in these times
of uncertainty and strife,
even our wings
will be restored
our voices strengthened,
through shaping our poems
and prayers.
Have you encouraged someone today?
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On those days when the wind gets knocked out of me, I remember the sea.
Pine trees swaying on the shoreline, with my sails full….I journey seeking the promise of blue,
and the adventure
of tomorrow.
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The gentle radiance of soft petals, reflecting
the light of the sun
give us so much courage,
so much hope,
that darkness is defeated
every single time.
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In all that we see around us, and in our world, does our wordflow, our paintflow, become affected?
We often see with our hearts – so how do we respond? I wonder at times if I should stop blogging.
I won’t replay the news but so many horrible things are happening. Racism, killings in the street, disease taking so many away, and an economy faltering.
How can I write, or attempt to write something beautiful in these difficult times?
Well maybe, just maybe that’s the best time to write, and create artwork.
We don’t turn a blind eye, yet we offer hope by sharing our hearts through our creations.
And hopefully……we share something beautiful…..with our world.
Amen.
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Today as I walked I carried my umbrella shielding myself from the sky, a light rain,
and puddle splashing, in my old tennis shoes, that I really should throw away,
and I realized, I needed to maintain my peace, a sense of purpose and strength.
It really is difficult to watch the brutality and insanity of the far right…..
but I needed to let the grief and anger go……in spite of the numbers increasing, in spite of them denying science,
I can choose to be descended from the sky and birthed by the ocean….and besides,
those that live in darkness and leather are nothing more really…..
than spoiled children craving power and attention.
May we win our battle with the endless peace witnessed by the earth, and sky and oceans, flowing strong within us…..
against the rage of insanity.
Amen.
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His faith told him, actually his love told him too,
to stretch out his wings
and draw her in,
but she was already a warrior
so sensing his spirit she stretched out her wings
and they enfolded one another.
Holding on this way,
gave them both
courage and strength.
Note: As a couple we find that we are holding each other more now. My wife has started treatments for cancer again.
I only mention it because some of you ask about her. Right now the tough part….is emotional.
Wishing you peace.
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The stronger heart has embraced surrender
to the power and wholeness of love,
as if each river was a washing
of our eyes restoring
our vision
so that our spirits can truly see
and soar
even beyond
our most devastating of ruins,
confident,
really knowing
all is not lost.
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Keep fighting and stay healthy!
Hope seems distant in the shadows of fear,
yet living within us
is the power
to believe again.
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Even after all these years, she still responds
when I touch her face,
drawing closer
brushing her cheek.
Even after all she’s been through,
love is still a fountain
bringing us
to life.
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