Appearances

All that we see is oftentimes more than it appears…

All that appears is usually not the sum total of the whole…

And what the eyes can see is often very deceiving…

Consequently, what we think is often based on an opinion of illusive information.

 

God’s blessings upon your journey!

Conscience and Common Sense

In every instance, let your conscience be your guide,

but always let your higher common sense dictate action!

Feeling Low

Have you ever felt so low that you could sit on a cigarette paper and dangle your legs? You feel so low that you’ve sunk to the very lowest depth of depression. Why, you would have to look down to see up.

Nothing is right. The sky is not blue enough, and the sun is hung upside down. Food tastes bad, and music is just noise. You have left the blues far above you and reached a new low.

Talking only irritates you during your descent into oblivion and depression. Besides, you wish to wallow alone in your  misery. You are the best pessimist ever created. (Everyone knows a pessimist is simply an optimist who thought of it first.)

Suddenly, you awaken, and a smile breaks the planes of your face as a random thought comes to mind. You were actually only half-low because there’s always whale crap, which is on the bottom of the Ocean!

Smile as you journey onward, my friends.

Meditation or Visualization

Lying among wild flowers in a high country meadow, my nose is enjoying their fragrant smells mixed with that of spruce and pine trees.

I inhale and exhale deeply for several breaths and then my breathing settles down to normal as I lay quietly, enjoying the smells, warm sun on my face, and bird sounds.

My consciousness is aware of the quiet calmness, absent any noise of everyday commerce such as traffic, horns, sirens, trucks, etc.

My head is turned sideways, and a slight but tiny movement catches the corner of my eye. My eyes focus and closer examination reveals a beautiful red-and-black dotted small rounded body moving along a narrow leaf towards the stem of a large wildflower. It is a little ladybug moving along with determination. As I focus closer, I see little white specks on the flower stem, and some of them are moving slowly. Now I could see and understand the destination of this little bug. She is going to dine on her favorite prey. I turned my head back and looked at the robin’s egg-blue sky for a few minutes. Then I closed my eyes.

All was well and in harmony. Everything in my world that should be balanced was indeed balanced. All the equal and opposites were equally blended. At this point in time, all was beautiful and perfect in my world: No fuss, no hurry, no cares, and of course, no worry.

Since everything is perfect and good in my world, there is nothing left to do except take a nice nap.

Happy and safe travels on your journey!

High Country Meadow

High Country Meadow

 

Lost Time

If we be going, let us be gone

For wasted time has already flown.

Like seeds in ground already sown,

Time has fled to parts unknown.

Sadness enters at its waste –

We could already be at our desired place!

Small Things

It’s folly to neglect attention to small things or acts which are important,

Yet give more attention and great detail to things which are unimportant!

Poppy of Remembrance

Red paints the fields where the poppies grow

After the battles there long ago.

Warmed by sunshine, watered by tears,

They still bravely bloom to remember those years.

 

Our soldiers were sent to a foreign land

To fight out of deep trenches in making their stand.

They struggled hard to remain warm and dry in the mud, rain, and snow

When they fought the Kaiser’s army so long ago.

 

Little imitation poppies were sold in the millions back then

To support the war effort and our fighting men.

They’re deep red like the bloodshed on the mud and snow,

These beautiful red poppies in the field where they grow.

 

Take just a moment to think and reflect.

Take the time to offer a thank you prayer in respect.

Someone order champagne and quickly remove the cork.

Let’s toast our dough boys and our hero, Sergeant York.

 

They still grow in the fields of yesterday.

They stand in remembrance and still hold sway.

In yesteryear, these poppies played their part.

When you wear one, I hope it matches the poppy in your heart.

Remembrance Poppy Card Stock Vector - 16031407

 

poppy: Red Poppy, Isolated On White Background Illustration

 

THOUGHTS OF SPRING

I sat upon a park bench, writing pad in hand,

Enjoying flowering shrubs and warmth upon the land

As cacophony of sound assaults both my ears:

Birds singing, dogs barking, and children’s laughter at play.

 

Then, not one but three lasses appeared

With bonnets and flower baskets at arm.

They wore floral-colored smocks,

Emitting Old World charm.

 

“I see you are a writer, sir,” one said

As her laughter broke the air.

At a loss for words, I simply smiled,

Caught up in her blue-eyed snare.

 

“Please do write us a sonnet,” said the second lass.

“Oh, no, a poem,” pleaded the third.

I smiled at all three,

Completely lost for word.

 

Their little faces in mock pout,

Their dresses so colorful and gay,

Added the finishing touch on the canvas

Of this beautiful, fine Spring Day.

 

I cleared my throat and spoke, “Oh, I suppose,

A line or two I’ll jot of spring-time prose.

With a smile and a thank you, they skipped away, arms interlocked.

As they moved away, I couldn’t help but notice: The flowers matched their frocks.

 

The sun was warm, and the wind was balmy.

White fluffy clouds adorned the sky.

I stretched and yawned like a Cheshire cat,

Releasing a contented sigh.

 

Mother Nature had once again blessed the land,

Calling forth different flowers in abundant array.

While I watched butterflies and birds flit about

On this gorgeous, balmy Spring Day.

Spring tulips

Spring tulips

Spring has sprung!

Spring has sprung!

Daddy and Momma Mallard with 10 new ducklings

Daddy and Momma Mallard with 10 new ducklings

Daddy and Momma Canadian Geese with 2 new goslings

Daddy and Momma Canadian Geese with 2 new goslings

Double Bearded Iris

Double Bearded Iris

The Things I Missed

During all my hurried chase for wealth,

I sacrificed my youth and spoiled my health.

Two young lovers sharing a kiss…

Just one of the many things I missed.

 

So many things yet to do, so much I want to say.

The mirror reflects my wrinkled face, and hair turned whitish-grey.

I don’t remember smelling land after a cleansing rain

Or offering soothing words of comfort to those suffering alone in pain.

 

Did I notice children’s faces looking skyward in delight

As they held on tightly to their multi-colored kites?

Did I collect a seashell from a white beach sand,

And did I get to travel to a distant land?

 

Did I pluck daisy petals or ever smell a rose

Or even try to ice skate after the lakes all froze?

There’s so many things I could add to my lengthy lists,

Containing all the many things I apparently missed.

 

My race is run, my fortune won —

A hollow victory it would seem

For I missed out on simple things,

It is time I can’t redeem.

 

Of my own choice, I rolled the dice

To pursue my wealth

And paid the price.

In the quest, I lost the best when I lost my health.

 

Recording my sad litany

Reveals a truth which I cannot hide:

For though I have wealth, I’ll die a pauper’s death

With all  my music still inside!

 

Just a reminder to remember to raise your awareness to your experiences – each and every day.

God’s blessings upon your journey!

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