Reason when there
is an accident ~
whether a trip and fall or
the crunch of metal against metal ~ flies out the window and makes no sense.
We can only speculate
and try to make sense of a chaotic situation,
smooths the wrinkles in the timeline. Epilepsy’s seizure activity is the chaos.
Sleep smooths out the wrinkles
while the time line is on pause.
“In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order..”
~ Carl Jung, psychiatrist
(1875 ~ 1961)
Giving is no-one’s business
but my own. Keeping score
makes a rag out of kindness
~ the invisible wrappings of any gift.
“Recognize joy when it arrives in
the plain brown wrappings of everyday life.”
~Judith Viorst, author
Giving is no…….
Reason when there…..
Acceptance is …….
Combining it all……
Each day offers….
“The ocean takes care of each wave till it gets to shore.
~ Rumi
I come from the other side…
..the historical shameful side.
Let grief and anger roll out
distilling into
kindness and resolve to be
a living amend to all the
lost children and families.
Do I have a right to say
these things on this day of
Truth and Reconciliation?
Do you?
“I see you. I hear you. And I believe you.”
~ Marie Wilson,
journalist, social justice activist
Most of our city streets
are lined with elms,
old and graceful, while wind scatters their golden leaves
But this is a prairie town
where trees need to be planted.
this flower
bloomed colourful relief
as cars, trucks, buses, service vans rushed by, stirring days end dust, road noise ignored
by these cheery little flowers.
“Flowers are for our souls to enjoy.”
~ Sioux proverb
A bit long but I just had to vent:
We have all faced many challenges in this life some serious, even devastating others that require some thought to get around or through but the one I encountered today was just plain frustrating; annoying but worth my time to get it figured out. It involved one piece of mail to the country south of us. There was a time when there wouldn't have been a problem. But today? New rules for anything mailed south of the border ~ no matter how small or insignificant ~ required to challenge my techie abilities.
“You need to
access a certain website via a qr code on the little pamphlet,
set up an account
create a password and get a verification code on your email
(that took several tries to get it right)
be careful that you don’t get on a business site
(which I did more than once)
- you need a personal site;
Deep breath:
then the postal clerk will verify your account via the new qr code because of this new account.
They will then know it’s ok
to print out address labels for the package
All of this was done on my cell phone with my battery running low. The clerk was amazing and very patient with me as my fat fingers tapped in all the information!
**Go to Canada Post website before encountering this frustrating challenge!!
“It has become appallingly obvious that
our technology has exceeded our humanity”
~ Albert Einstein, scientist
Clothes from the dryer,
soft and clean ~
missing something.
Always missing
the fresh scent of
hanging on the line
in the wind.
The funny dents from
wooden clothes pins.
Automatic washers and dryers
part of a home are invaluable,
but always ~ missing something.
“For everything you have missed, you have gained something else,
and for everything you gain, you lose something else.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson, essayist
(1803 ~ 1882)
I don’t want anything
to be ordinary
yet
ordinary feels so comfortable.
There is time in the ordinary
to check things.
Things like whispered desires
that spin around a curve
of wanting extraordinary
to ‘brighten things up’.
An extraordinary world
takes breath and energy away .
I don’t want anything
to be ordinary
yet
ordinary feels so comfortable.
“Depending on the reality one must face,
one may prefer to opt for illusion.”
~ Judith Guest, Ordinary People
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| Victoria Park, Regina, Saskatchewan |
The heat offered me a bench in the park,
a breeze at my back and
a lingering summer day.
Once more the calendar
had been challenged by
the shifting weather.
Two errands completed,
each with a good stroll between
with a stop for lunch and tea.
Businessmen and women, shoppers,
and teens that should have been in school
walked and strolled, laughed and talked,
read a book or just enjoyed the shaded sun
for what has become a memory of today.
“In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives,
to our memories, to the details around us.”
~ Virginia Woolf, writer
(1882 ~ 1941)
To gather strength at days end
signals a laying down
of worries, joys and hopes.
All temporary ~
for rest and sleep take
a different energy that
covers me like a warm blanket. Streets grow quiet,
The building settles with faint creaks, and simple sleep is welcomed.
“There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.”
~Homer, The Odyssey
Purple and bright
the ornamental plum trees
release them to the sidewalk
unless a bird or squirrel
samples nature’s wares.
As I walk I am graced
above and below
with the offerings.
Not always pleased by
those little purple plums
on the sidewalk, squished
by the many passers by,
I can’t avoid contributing to
the purple nubbly carpet.
“I think of trees and how simply they let go.”
~ May Sarton,
novelist, poet and memoirist
(1912 ~ 1995)
