[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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From Cocoon forth a Butterfly – A poem by Emily Dickinson
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door
Emerged -- a Summer Afternoon --
Repairing Everywhere --
Without Design -- that I could trace
Except to stray abroad
On Miscellaneous Enterprise
The Clovers -- understood --
Her pretty Parasol be seen
Contracting in a Field
Where Men made Hay --
Then struggling hard
With an opposing Cloud --
Where Parties -- Phantom as Herself --
To Nowhere -- seemed to go
In purposeless Circumference --
As 'twere a Tropic Show --
And notwithstanding Bee -- that worked --
And Flower -- that zealous blew --
This Audience of Idleness
Disdained them, from the Sky --
Till Sundown crept -- a steady Tide --
And Men that made the Hay --
And Afternoon -- and Butterfly --
Extinguished -- in the Sea --
[~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Poem #354]
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PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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Some such Butterfly be seen – A poem by Emily Dickinson
Some such Butterfly be seen
On Brazilian Pampas --
Just at noon -- no later -- Sweet --
Then -- the License closes --
Some such Spice -- express and pass --
Subject to Your Plucking --
As the Stars -- You knew last Night --
Foreigners -- This Morning –
[~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Poem #541]
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[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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Two butterflies went out at Noon -- A poem by Emily Dickinson
Two butterflies went out at Noon --
And waltzed upon a Farm --
Then stepped straight through the Firmament
And rested, on a Beam --
And then -- together bore away
Upon a shining Sea --
Though never yet, in any Port --
Their coming, mentioned -- be --
If spoken by the distant Bird --
If met in Ether Sea
By Frigate, or by Merchantman --
No notice -- was -- to me --
[~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Poem #533]
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A SPECIAL THANK YOU to my Kindred Spirit and Counsin "C",
for a PERFECT gift and remembrance -- A Book of Poems by Emily Dickinson.
Thank you for the gift, with warm affection, respect, and friendship, Dee
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Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Rainy Days - and - Rainbows
(Inspiration and sentiment for this writing, 25 May 2011, arrived from the rain that fell this morning over my roof, and set the leaves to sparkle in the sunshine -- the sunshine has come out and the sky that is 'chuck' full of glorious RAINBOWS! )
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A drop fell on the apple tree
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.
A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.
The breezes brought dejected lutes
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.
[~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Poem #794]
{A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU to a VERY SPECIAL FRIEND for the VERY SPECIAL GIFT OF A BOOK OF POETRY and WRITINGS of EMILY ELIZABETH DICKINSON. Emily was/is my Maternal DNA Cousin, and my very special friend that made me the gift of this book, and put a personal inscription inside, is my Maternal Cousin and Kindred Spirit "C". [~ dht-2011] }
OR why didn't you just say so (Emily's poem):
It seems Emily's poem #794 is about a summer rain shower and how it refreshes and changes the land as the water cycles (a chain of nature as a chain of pearls in a necklace) through nature as rain, streams, rivers, seas, oceans, then evaporation and storms and rain again. How the land is blessed, kissed by the rain, decorated by glittering raindrops, and dust is settled. How the rain makes soft and cheery sounds on the roof and birds sing their song. How the sunshine 'gave it up' and the clouds and rain prevailed in rain shower festivities (fete), until the sun came out again from the East and displayed a rainbow (flag). How the rain and wind washes the leaves (pear shaped leaves like a lute).
[~ dht-2011]
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic Online image of Rainbow]
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A drop fell on the apple tree
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.
A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.
The breezes brought dejected lutes
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.
[~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Poem #794]
{A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU to a VERY SPECIAL FRIEND for the VERY SPECIAL GIFT OF A BOOK OF POETRY and WRITINGS of EMILY ELIZABETH DICKINSON. Emily was/is my Maternal DNA Cousin, and my very special friend that made me the gift of this book, and put a personal inscription inside, is my Maternal Cousin and Kindred Spirit "C". [~ dht-2011] }
OR why didn't you just say so (Emily's poem):
It seems Emily's poem #794 is about a summer rain shower and how it refreshes and changes the land as the water cycles (a chain of nature as a chain of pearls in a necklace) through nature as rain, streams, rivers, seas, oceans, then evaporation and storms and rain again. How the land is blessed, kissed by the rain, decorated by glittering raindrops, and dust is settled. How the rain makes soft and cheery sounds on the roof and birds sing their song. How the sunshine 'gave it up' and the clouds and rain prevailed in rain shower festivities (fete), until the sun came out again from the East and displayed a rainbow (flag). How the rain and wind washes the leaves (pear shaped leaves like a lute).
[~ dht-2011]
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic Online image of Rainbow]
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Saturday, May 21, 2011
WHAT'S A BUTTERFLY
[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images]
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SOME OF MY FAV QUOTATIONS AND PROSE ABOUT THE BUTTERLY--
“What's a butterfly garden without butterflies?” [~Roy Rogers]
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond.
[~Irish Blessing]
If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies. [~Author Unknown]
The fluttering of a butterfly's wings can effect climate changes on the other side of the planet. [~Paul Erlich]
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
[~Richard Buckminster Fuller]
Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to the sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine.
[~Jeffrey Glassberg]
The butterfly is a flying flower, the flower a tethered butterfly.
[~Ponce Denis Écouchard Lebrun]
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. [~Nathaniel Hawthorne]
"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower." [~Hans Christian Anderson]
Love is like a butterfly: It goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes. [~Author Unknown]
I've watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! Indeed,
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! - not frozen seas,
More motionless! And then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!
[~William Wordsworth, "To a Butterfly"]
I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. [~Charles Dickens]
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty. [~Author Unknown]
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by.
How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment?
For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone.
That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop. [~Vita Sackville-West]
We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever. [~Carl Sagan]
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. [~Rabindranath Tagore]
I WISH YOU TIME ENOUGH, TO REACH YOUR HEART'S DESIRE WITH LOVE OVERFLOWING AND KINDRED SPIRITS TO SHARE IT WITH !! [DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, ~dht-2011]
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SO SAY I----->
DO you have a favorite BUTTERFLY poem, quote, saying, dream, and/or thought?
Any thoughts about the quotes proffered here about BUTTERFLYs?
WHAT does the BUTTERFLY mean to you (if anything)? (ie., change, love, spring, nature, bugs, insects)
WHAT SAY YOU -------> ????
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SOME OF MY FAV QUOTATIONS AND PROSE ABOUT THE BUTTERLY--
“What's a butterfly garden without butterflies?” [~Roy Rogers]
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond.
[~Irish Blessing]
If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies. [~Author Unknown]
The fluttering of a butterfly's wings can effect climate changes on the other side of the planet. [~Paul Erlich]
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
[~Richard Buckminster Fuller]
Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to the sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine.
[~Jeffrey Glassberg]
The butterfly is a flying flower, the flower a tethered butterfly.
[~Ponce Denis Écouchard Lebrun]
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. [~Nathaniel Hawthorne]
"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower." [~Hans Christian Anderson]
Love is like a butterfly: It goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes. [~Author Unknown]
I've watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! Indeed,
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! - not frozen seas,
More motionless! And then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!
[~William Wordsworth, "To a Butterfly"]
I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. [~Charles Dickens]
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty. [~Author Unknown]
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by.
How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment?
For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone.
That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop. [~Vita Sackville-West]
We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever. [~Carl Sagan]
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. [~Rabindranath Tagore]
I WISH YOU TIME ENOUGH, TO REACH YOUR HEART'S DESIRE WITH LOVE OVERFLOWING AND KINDRED SPIRITS TO SHARE IT WITH !! [DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, ~dht-2011]
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SO SAY I----->
DO you have a favorite BUTTERFLY poem, quote, saying, dream, and/or thought?
Any thoughts about the quotes proffered here about BUTTERFLYs?
WHAT does the BUTTERFLY mean to you (if anything)? (ie., change, love, spring, nature, bugs, insects)
WHAT SAY YOU -------> ????
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Friday, May 6, 2011
A TRIBUTE TO NURSES
PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images; NURSE AT WORK]
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NURSE'S DAY – History
National Nurses Week was observed in 1954 from October 11 through October 16, to mark the centennial anniversary of Florence's Nightingale's Crimean War mission, which came about based on the reports making their way back to Britain regarding the condition and care of the wounded.
In the fall of 1854, Nightingale and 38 other female volunteer nurses were dispatched to the Ottoman Empire to the location of the British encampment. There was a shortage of medicine, a disregard for hygiene, and infections were rampant and often fatal. It was here that the dedicated Nightingale earned her famous nickname, "The Lady With the Lamp," because even after the rest of the medical staff had retired for the day, she still persisted in making her solitary rounds in the dark.
It was not until 1974 that Nixon finally proclaimed an official National Nurses Week, and in 1982 May 6th was designated National Nurses Day by President Ronald Reagan.
Not to be confused with National Nurses Day, another celebrated day falls within Nurses Week designated solely to school nurses, and is referred to as National Student Nurses Day. It falls on the Wednesday within National Nurses Week each year.
It is on May 12, Florence Nightingale's birthday, when International Nurses Day is celebrated each year. The International Council of Nurses creates and distributes to nurses kits that contain useful information and materials for nurses around the world.
The International Nurses Day (IND) 2011 theme is "Closing the Gap: Increasing Access and Equity."
If you know a NURSE, be sure and remember them with even the smallest token of appreciation on NURSES DAY 6 May 2011. They deserve it.
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[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images; "The lady with the lamp", Florence Nightengale, founder of modern nursing]
Nursing is an art:
and if it is to be made an art,
It requires an exclusive devotion
as hard a preparation,
as a painter's or sculptor's work;
for what is the having to do with
dead canvas or dead marble,
compared with having to do
with the living body,
the temple of God's spirit?
It is one of the Fine Arts:
I had almost said,
the finest of Fine Arts.
[~Florence Nightingale]
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Being a NURSE means......
You will never be bored.
You will always be frustrated.
You will be surrounded by challenges.
So much to do and so little time.
You will carry immense responsibility and very little authority.
You will step into people's lives and you will make a difference.
Some will bless you. Some will curse you.
You will see people at their worst-and at their best.
You will never cease to be amazed at people's capacity for love, courage, and endurance.
You will see life begin-and end.
You will experience resounding triumphs and devastating failures.
You will cry a lot.
You will laugh a lot.
You will know what it is to be human and to be humane.
[~Melodie Chenevert, RN]
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FOR A SPECIAL NURSE
Long before you entered nursing
The Lord had played His part,
Planting seeds of love and kindness
In the portals of your heart.
For it's clear that you've been gifted
With a sympathetic ear,
And blessed from the beginning
With a willingness to cheer.
And the people who you care for
Are better off by far,
When they're touched by your compassion,
By the person that you are.
For in times of woe and worry
When they're frightened or they're blue,
No one could be more consoling than the friend they'll find in you!
[~unknown]
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This is dedicated to that SPECIAL person that tends you in times of need—YOUR NURSE.
AND, to a SPECIAL NURSE, my beloved daughter, of whom I'm very proud. [~dht-2-11].
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NURSE'S DAY – History
National Nurses Week was observed in 1954 from October 11 through October 16, to mark the centennial anniversary of Florence's Nightingale's Crimean War mission, which came about based on the reports making their way back to Britain regarding the condition and care of the wounded.
In the fall of 1854, Nightingale and 38 other female volunteer nurses were dispatched to the Ottoman Empire to the location of the British encampment. There was a shortage of medicine, a disregard for hygiene, and infections were rampant and often fatal. It was here that the dedicated Nightingale earned her famous nickname, "The Lady With the Lamp," because even after the rest of the medical staff had retired for the day, she still persisted in making her solitary rounds in the dark.
It was not until 1974 that Nixon finally proclaimed an official National Nurses Week, and in 1982 May 6th was designated National Nurses Day by President Ronald Reagan.
Not to be confused with National Nurses Day, another celebrated day falls within Nurses Week designated solely to school nurses, and is referred to as National Student Nurses Day. It falls on the Wednesday within National Nurses Week each year.
It is on May 12, Florence Nightingale's birthday, when International Nurses Day is celebrated each year. The International Council of Nurses creates and distributes to nurses kits that contain useful information and materials for nurses around the world.
The International Nurses Day (IND) 2011 theme is "Closing the Gap: Increasing Access and Equity."
If you know a NURSE, be sure and remember them with even the smallest token of appreciation on NURSES DAY 6 May 2011. They deserve it.
***************
[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images; "The lady with the lamp", Florence Nightengale, founder of modern nursing]
Nursing is an art:
and if it is to be made an art,
It requires an exclusive devotion
as hard a preparation,
as a painter's or sculptor's work;
for what is the having to do with
dead canvas or dead marble,
compared with having to do
with the living body,
the temple of God's spirit?
It is one of the Fine Arts:
I had almost said,
the finest of Fine Arts.
[~Florence Nightingale]
***************
Being a NURSE means......
You will never be bored.
You will always be frustrated.
You will be surrounded by challenges.
So much to do and so little time.
You will carry immense responsibility and very little authority.
You will step into people's lives and you will make a difference.
Some will bless you. Some will curse you.
You will see people at their worst-and at their best.
You will never cease to be amazed at people's capacity for love, courage, and endurance.
You will see life begin-and end.
You will experience resounding triumphs and devastating failures.
You will cry a lot.
You will laugh a lot.
You will know what it is to be human and to be humane.
[~Melodie Chenevert, RN]
***************
FOR A SPECIAL NURSE
Long before you entered nursing
The Lord had played His part,
Planting seeds of love and kindness
In the portals of your heart.
For it's clear that you've been gifted
With a sympathetic ear,
And blessed from the beginning
With a willingness to cheer.
And the people who you care for
Are better off by far,
When they're touched by your compassion,
By the person that you are.
For in times of woe and worry
When they're frightened or they're blue,
No one could be more consoling than the friend they'll find in you!
[~unknown]
***************
This is dedicated to that SPECIAL person that tends you in times of need—YOUR NURSE.
AND, to a SPECIAL NURSE, my beloved daughter, of whom I'm very proud. [~dht-2-11].
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
A TRIBUTE TO MOTHERS
Before I was a Mom
Before I was a Mom
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got into bed. I brushed my hair and my teeth every day.
Before I was a Mom
I cleaned my house each day. I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom
I had never been puked on - Pooped on - Spit on - Chewed on, or Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and My thoughts. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests...or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. [AFTER ALL, I WAS ONLY AGE 17 when I became a MOTHER! ~dht-2011]
Before I was a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important.
Before I was a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known The warmth, The joy, The love, The heartache, The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.
[~ UNKNOWN]
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And Grandma's too...
While we honor all our mothers
with words of love and praise.
While we tell about their goodness
and their kind and loving ways.
We should also think of Grandma, [be they here with us or only a memory ~dht-2011]
she's a mother too, you see....
For she mothered my dear mother
as my mother mothers me.
[~ Author Unknown]
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Before the child is born
A mother's love begins
Before the child is born
And lasts through time
And difficulties
And differences
And many wounds
And days of joy
And days of sorrow
Winding, wearing
Weeping, sharing
Changing
Until, at the end
What remains
Is that solid core
That began as love
Before the child was born.
[ ~ Ruth Greer]
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A SPECIAL HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY !!
These are so beautiful.
I teared up – USED LOTS OF TISSUES -- while reading them, that's why I
selected these particular poems to share!
They are not my words – BUT they express my
sentiments and feelings well !! They are
a wonderful sentiment and tribute to Mothers – both Mothers in our lives now
and those Mothers that paved the way.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY – to Mothers everywhere!
[dht-2011]
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[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images]
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
PATH -- Waiting for a Sign
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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I gave a ragged cry of despair at the losses in my life (youth, innocence, health, family, love, money, opportunity ...). In my heart, I heard a consoling voice.
Do not weep. As the winds of time blow across the land, all must find their path. You will see your path; it will be written in the sand and dust, and whispered in the breeze. Then you will know. It may not be the path you desire; but it will be the path you are meant to follow.
[~dht-2011]
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NOTE: I chose this PIX to pair with my words, for to me, it graphically depicts a structure showing the ravages of time and sand, where there is no life, where there is no path. There's just lots of dust waiting for some stupid sign about some stupid path to be written in the dry, hot wind.
Here are the thoughts my Kindred Spirit and Cousin proffered about this posting:
The photo fits perfectly with the words; "winds of time blow across the land ... sand and dust ..." . Good job. Photo reminds me of visiting ghost towns in California; always interesting imagining the people who lived there and what their lives were like.
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SOME OF MY
WORDS
I gave a ragged cry of despair at the losses in my life (youth, innocence, health, family, love, money, opportunity ...). In my heart, I heard a consoling voice.
Do not weep. As the winds of time blow across the land, all must find their path. You will see your path; it will be written in the sand and dust, and whispered in the breeze. Then you will know. It may not be the path you desire; but it will be the path you are meant to follow.
[~dht-2011]
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NOTE: I chose this PIX to pair with my words, for to me, it graphically depicts a structure showing the ravages of time and sand, where there is no life, where there is no path. There's just lots of dust waiting for some stupid sign about some stupid path to be written in the dry, hot wind.
Here are the thoughts my Kindred Spirit and Cousin proffered about this posting:
The photo fits perfectly with the words; "winds of time blow across the land ... sand and dust ..." . Good job. Photo reminds me of visiting ghost towns in California; always interesting imagining the people who lived there and what their lives were like.
As humans we are usually wrong when we say "there is no life" when what we mean is that there is no sign of "human" life. What is wonderful about this pix is that is shows absolute signs of life, of nature reclaiming yet another abandoned human structure ... and life goes on.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
THE CHANGING SEASONS
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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The changing seasons
mark the passage of time
on NATURE's Landscape,
even as the lines on my cheeks
mark the hourglass
of my life's journey.
[dht-2011]
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The changing seasons
mark the passage of time
on NATURE's Landscape,
even as the lines on my cheeks
mark the hourglass
of my life's journey.
[dht-2011]
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Hummingbird -- Visit
[PHOTO SOURCE: A color plate illustration from Ernst Haeckel's Kunstformen der Natur (1899), showing a variety of hummingbirds.]
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This morning I was watering the backyard with my garden hose by hand (the sprinklers still need repair) and enjoying the early morning sunrise, breeze, and pretty clouds. There were robins, doves, and quail in the yard with me foraging for nesting supplies and breakfast. Quietly a hummingbird came within two feet of my "NOSE" (really my nose), attracted by the fine spray of water from the hose. It took a drink or bath, and I held my breath and did NOT move!! This moment in time lasted about a whole minute. Then it flew away. The hummingbird makes a distinctive sound with the 'beating' of its wings, and I can usually 'hear' them before I see them. This was the FIRST time a hummingbird has come so CLOSE to me and a FIRST time one has come to drink and/or bath in my garden hose spray (that was in my HAND).
This whole experience was an early morning BLESSING that gave me joy and peace! I was so MOVED spiritually that I wanted to share this experience with you.
OUR DAYS ARE TRULY MADE UP OF THESE SMALL AND PRECIOUS MOMENTS!!!
I am so glad there are flowers in the yard so that these small creatures feel safe to visit and find food!
HERE are a few PIXs of Hummingbirds that I found on the internet that looked nice (I did NOT have my camera to take my little visitor's PIX!)
THE HUMMINGBIRD:
HERE is a LINK to a description of the Hummingbird from WIKIPEDIA.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hummingbird
[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images -- Green Violetear Hummingbird at a flower.]
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This morning I was watering the backyard with my garden hose by hand (the sprinklers still need repair) and enjoying the early morning sunrise, breeze, and pretty clouds. There were robins, doves, and quail in the yard with me foraging for nesting supplies and breakfast. Quietly a hummingbird came within two feet of my "NOSE" (really my nose), attracted by the fine spray of water from the hose. It took a drink or bath, and I held my breath and did NOT move!! This moment in time lasted about a whole minute. Then it flew away. The hummingbird makes a distinctive sound with the 'beating' of its wings, and I can usually 'hear' them before I see them. This was the FIRST time a hummingbird has come so CLOSE to me and a FIRST time one has come to drink and/or bath in my garden hose spray (that was in my HAND).
This whole experience was an early morning BLESSING that gave me joy and peace! I was so MOVED spiritually that I wanted to share this experience with you.
OUR DAYS ARE TRULY MADE UP OF THESE SMALL AND PRECIOUS MOMENTS!!!
I am so glad there are flowers in the yard so that these small creatures feel safe to visit and find food!
HERE are a few PIXs of Hummingbirds that I found on the internet that looked nice (I did NOT have my camera to take my little visitor's PIX!)
THE HUMMINGBIRD:
HERE is a LINK to a description of the Hummingbird from WIKIPEDIA.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hummingbird
[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images -- Green Violetear Hummingbird at a flower.]
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GARLIC -- in my garden
[PHOTO SOURCE: Garlic painting from GOOGLE online images]
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Today I planted 50 garlic plants. I'll finish up with 50 more tomorrow. They are SO-O easy to grow in the garden or in a pot. The leaves are edible and can be cut and used like chives. The garlic plants that I planted today will mature and produce bulbs later in the season; and these I will dehydrate and store in garlic flakes and powder. I LOVE garlic in recipes, roasted, on garlic bread and in garlic mashed potatoes. I eat garlic every day in some form and it is a staple in my pantry. Garlic can also be braided into various shaped wreaths.
Just for fun, I have attached some GARLIC PIXs.
GARLIC info from wikipedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garlic
HEALTH BENEFITS
http://www.garlic-central.com/garlic-health.html
http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/garlic-000245.htm
HOW TO ROAST A HEAD OF GARLIC
USE GOOGLE to search for lots of "HOW TOs" for roasting Garlic.
Roasting your own garlic is very easy and worth every iota of what little effort, it requires because the aroma is intoxicating and the flavor smoky and mellow. In just 30 minutes, you will have a delicious appetizer ready to go. Serve with sliced crusty bread and olive oil.
TYPES OF GARLIC
http://www.ehow.com/facts_5591398_types-garlic-plants.html
Basic Types: Garlic plants are divided into two basic sub-species: softneck and hardneck. Softneck garlic is much more common and is the kind that you would buy at the grocery store. Hardneck are much less cultivated and more often found wild.
Softneck Garlics: There are two basic types of softneck garlic: silverskin garlic and artichoke garlic. Silverskin, as its name suggests, has shiny, whitish parchment covering the numerous cloves. Artichoke garlic has fewer, larger cloves with tougher coverings.
[PHOTO SOURCE: Above GOOGLE online images-garlic growing in soil]
[Above PIX from GOOGLE online images-garlic wreath.]
Your comments are welcome, especially recipes or hints on how you use garlic.
**********
Today I planted 50 garlic plants. I'll finish up with 50 more tomorrow. They are SO-O easy to grow in the garden or in a pot. The leaves are edible and can be cut and used like chives. The garlic plants that I planted today will mature and produce bulbs later in the season; and these I will dehydrate and store in garlic flakes and powder. I LOVE garlic in recipes, roasted, on garlic bread and in garlic mashed potatoes. I eat garlic every day in some form and it is a staple in my pantry. Garlic can also be braided into various shaped wreaths.
Just for fun, I have attached some GARLIC PIXs.
GARLIC info from wikipedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garlic
HEALTH BENEFITS
http://www.garlic-central.com/garlic-health.html
http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/garlic-000245.htm
HOW TO ROAST A HEAD OF GARLIC
USE GOOGLE to search for lots of "HOW TOs" for roasting Garlic.
Roasting your own garlic is very easy and worth every iota of what little effort, it requires because the aroma is intoxicating and the flavor smoky and mellow. In just 30 minutes, you will have a delicious appetizer ready to go. Serve with sliced crusty bread and olive oil.
TYPES OF GARLIC
http://www.ehow.com/facts_5591398_types-garlic-plants.html
Basic Types: Garlic plants are divided into two basic sub-species: softneck and hardneck. Softneck garlic is much more common and is the kind that you would buy at the grocery store. Hardneck are much less cultivated and more often found wild.
Softneck Garlics: There are two basic types of softneck garlic: silverskin garlic and artichoke garlic. Silverskin, as its name suggests, has shiny, whitish parchment covering the numerous cloves. Artichoke garlic has fewer, larger cloves with tougher coverings.
[PHOTO SOURCE: Above GOOGLE online images-garlic growing in soil]
[Above PIX from GOOGLE online images-garlic wreath.]
Your comments are welcome, especially recipes or hints on how you use garlic.
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Monday, March 7, 2011
NATURE'S HOURGLASS
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
(Weathered clothes pins on clothes line in an outdoor setting)
SOME OF MY WORDS
Our middle years are the best of times and proffer a chance to take 'stock' of where we have been and where we want to go. Down the road of tomorrow, the ravages of age will line the face and make us frail. However, these are but layers of time cocooning the child that lives in happy wonderment of making it to another birthday. [~dht-2011]
Each year is a special gift that you can hold and put into your Heart's Treasure Chest nestled with all the treasures and memories of yesterday. [~dht-2011]
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SOME WORDS OF OTHERS
"I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth." [~Jonathan Swift]
Old Time, that greatest and longest established spinner of all!.... his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his hands are mutes. [~Charles Dickens]
A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time. [~Oliver W. Holmes, Sr.]
You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely. [~Ogden Nash]
They say that age is all in your mind. The trick is keeping it from creeping down into your body. [~Author Unknown]
The other day a man asked me what I thought was the best time of life. "Why," I answered without a thought, "now." [~David Grayson]
Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many. [~Author Unknown]
Father Time is not always a hard parent, and, though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well; making them old men and women inexorably enough, but leaving their hearts and spirits young and in full vigour. With such people, the grey head is but the impression of the old fellow's hand in giving them his blessing, and every wrinkle but a notch in the quiet calendar of a well-spent life. [~Charles Dickens]
Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been. [~Mark Twain]
It's important to have a twinkle in your wrinkle. [Author Unknown]
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. [~Samuel Ullman]
There is always a lot to be thankful for, if you take the time to look. For example, I'm sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt. [~Author Unknown]
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle. [~Bob Hope]
The years teach much which the days never knew. [~Ralph Waldo Emerson]
In youth the days are short and the years are long; in old age the years are short and the days long. [~Nikita Ivanovich Panin]
A man's age is something impressive, it sums up his life: maturity reached slowly and against many obstacles, illnesses cured, griefs and despairs overcome, and unconscious risks taken; maturity formed through so many desires, hopes, regrets, forgotten things, loves. A man's age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories. [~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry]
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. [~John Barrymore]
Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart. [~Caryn Leschen]
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age. [~Victor Hugo]
Years ago, we discovered the exact point, the dead center of middle age. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush to the net. [~Franklin Adams]
Everyone is the age of their heart. [~Guatemalan Proverb]
Youth is a disease from which we all recover. [~Dorothy Fulheim]
There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age - I missed it coming and going. [~J.B. Priestly]
I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. [~Author Unknown]
To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old. [~Oliver Wendell Holmes]
Age is a high price to pay for maturity. [~Tom Stoppard]
The key to successful aging is to pay as little attention to it as possible. [~Judith Regan]
The first half of life consists of the capacity to enjoy without the chance; the last half consists of the chance without the capacity. [~Mark Twain]
The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion. [~Doris Lessing]
There is still no cure for the common birthday. [~John Glenn]
Some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty - they merely move it from their faces into their hearts. [~Martin Buxbaum]
You can't hide your true colours as you approach the autumn of your life. [~Author Unknown]
I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates. [~T.S. Eliot]
Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age. [~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow]
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(Weathered clothes pins on clothes line in an outdoor setting)
SOME OF MY WORDS
Our middle years are the best of times and proffer a chance to take 'stock' of where we have been and where we want to go. Down the road of tomorrow, the ravages of age will line the face and make us frail. However, these are but layers of time cocooning the child that lives in happy wonderment of making it to another birthday. [~dht-2011]
Each year is a special gift that you can hold and put into your Heart's Treasure Chest nestled with all the treasures and memories of yesterday. [~dht-2011]
***************
SOME WORDS OF OTHERS
"I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth." [~Jonathan Swift]
Old Time, that greatest and longest established spinner of all!.... his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his hands are mutes. [~Charles Dickens]
A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time. [~Oliver W. Holmes, Sr.]
You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely. [~Ogden Nash]
They say that age is all in your mind. The trick is keeping it from creeping down into your body. [~Author Unknown]
The other day a man asked me what I thought was the best time of life. "Why," I answered without a thought, "now." [~David Grayson]
Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many. [~Author Unknown]
Father Time is not always a hard parent, and, though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well; making them old men and women inexorably enough, but leaving their hearts and spirits young and in full vigour. With such people, the grey head is but the impression of the old fellow's hand in giving them his blessing, and every wrinkle but a notch in the quiet calendar of a well-spent life. [~Charles Dickens]
Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been. [~Mark Twain]
It's important to have a twinkle in your wrinkle. [Author Unknown]
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. [~Samuel Ullman]
There is always a lot to be thankful for, if you take the time to look. For example, I'm sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt. [~Author Unknown]
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle. [~Bob Hope]
The years teach much which the days never knew. [~Ralph Waldo Emerson]
In youth the days are short and the years are long; in old age the years are short and the days long. [~Nikita Ivanovich Panin]
A man's age is something impressive, it sums up his life: maturity reached slowly and against many obstacles, illnesses cured, griefs and despairs overcome, and unconscious risks taken; maturity formed through so many desires, hopes, regrets, forgotten things, loves. A man's age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories. [~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry]
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. [~John Barrymore]
Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart. [~Caryn Leschen]
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age. [~Victor Hugo]
Years ago, we discovered the exact point, the dead center of middle age. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush to the net. [~Franklin Adams]
Everyone is the age of their heart. [~Guatemalan Proverb]
Youth is a disease from which we all recover. [~Dorothy Fulheim]
There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age - I missed it coming and going. [~J.B. Priestly]
I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. [~Author Unknown]
To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old. [~Oliver Wendell Holmes]
Age is a high price to pay for maturity. [~Tom Stoppard]
The key to successful aging is to pay as little attention to it as possible. [~Judith Regan]
The first half of life consists of the capacity to enjoy without the chance; the last half consists of the chance without the capacity. [~Mark Twain]
The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion. [~Doris Lessing]
There is still no cure for the common birthday. [~John Glenn]
Some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty - they merely move it from their faces into their hearts. [~Martin Buxbaum]
You can't hide your true colours as you approach the autumn of your life. [~Author Unknown]
I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates. [~T.S. Eliot]
Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age. [~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow]
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Thursday, March 3, 2011
TWO SIDES OF A COIN
[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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This Posting was a difficult one for me to 'post', and I almost did NOT post it. And then when I did post it, I ALMOST deleted it!!! NOW, I feel REALLY GLAD that I overcame my "..." , for the comments proffered were very meaningfully to me personally! A special THANK YOU to my Kindred Spirit and Cousin for her comments, which I have posted below (near the end of this posting)!!!
SOME OF MY
WORDS
Knowing something and feeling something deeply are two sides of a coin.
Some things that happen are so devastating that they eclipse everything else until healed.
Some things are so wonderful that it's hard to relinquish them.
Two different feelings.
Two different perspectives.
Both powerful responses in a different landscape.
Polar opposites—
sunset – sunrise
night – day
rain – shine
cold – heat
wet – dry
dying – living
death – birth
moonlight – sunlight
endings – beginnings
goings – comings
goodbye – hello
low – high
short – tall
ugly – beauty
old – youth
dull – sharp
sour – sweet
hate – love
down – up
far – near
left – right
east – west
north – south
false – true
fake – real
push – pull
passive – aggressive
JUST A TOSS OF A COIN!
[dht-2011]
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Here is what my Kindred Spirit and Cousin said about my words.
This reminded me of a quote: '"You can know the name of a bird in all the languages of the world, but when you're finished, you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird... So let's look at the bird and see... what it's doing -- that's what counts. I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something." Richard Feynman, US educator & physicist (1918 - 1988)
'Polar opposites', the balances of life.
"Some things are so wonderful that it's hard to relinquish them" = parenthood. Even though we remain parents after our child have left (as we want them to do), the longing for the child remains. Today's poem/reflection (to me) is all about family and especially about children and also about 'changes' that occur regardless of whether or not we want them. The question is always: Will we be able to adapt [to our life's changes]? Or will the changes encompass us, drag us down and spit us out [a more weary, fragile, and wary person]? Good points to ponder.
"Some things are so wonderful that it's hard to relinquish them" = parenthood. Even though we remain parents after our child have left (as we want them to do), the longing for the child remains. Today's poem/reflection (to me) is all about family and especially about children and also about 'changes' that occur regardless of whether or not we want them. The question is always: Will we be able to adapt [to our life's changes]? Or will the changes encompass us, drag us down and spit us out [a more weary, fragile, and wary person]? Good points to ponder.
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In this offering: What do you notice about the words? Their meaning? Sentence structure? Pairing of Sentences? First word, middle, or last words of Sentences? What words could be substituted? What connection words added for clarity? What meaning of your own would you assign to these words, phrases, sentences?
--------------- OR, Why didn't you just say so! ---------------
What will today bring?
Are events and circumstance just a toss of the coin in one's life?
If there a choice, on which side of the coin will you live?
(COMMENTS ENCOURAGED and WELCOMED)
NATURE'S SECRETS
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SOME OF MY WORDS
WHAT sweet poetry of NATURE'S anthem
resides in this inhospitable shell
WHAT mental stream of consciousness
keynotes a monologue of regret
WHAT creature exists on Earth's plane
at the changing mercy of NATURE'S whimsy
WHAT awaits the searcher
at the gong of life's end clock
WHAT unanswered calls of yesterday
go unsaid today and forgotten tomorrow
WHAT new dawn foretells
of fortunes lost on yesterday dreams
WHAT spent passion wounds
there cauterized by heartache
WHAT layers yet to unfold
reveal repeating patterns of yesterday shadows
WHAT sweet NATURE does restore
the balance and chase away demons
WHAT instrument NATURE's brandish
doth level the sharpness of lingering regret
WHAT rich nectar of NATURE does sustain
through moments of despair with assurance all's
well
[dht-2011]
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SOME WORDS OF MY KINDRED SPIRIT AND COUSIN
This is "sweet
poetry" indeed! The poem goes so
well with the picture. The thing that first
caught my attention was the circular patterns in the photo and the poem seems
to be of things 'coming around', changing, the "circle of life" (so
to speak). I would venture to say the
above questions might be part of your creative process. "... phantoms, demons, shadows await the
explorer" to be sure, but adventure, beauty, and solitude also await. Although the season is irrelevant (to me), I
feel it is late Summer or early Fall ... and I am a "participant",
i.e., it is me in the photo standing outside the tent - waiting for my
companion to return (notice the two sleeping bags) and enjoy the perfect
moment-in-time together.
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"OH MY WORD! YOU have such a poetic SOUL and
NATURE! YOU 'see' what is only revealed by the inner heart! YOU are truly one
of the NATURE'S BLESSED!! [dht-2011]
Twice BLESSED are ye who see the heart where time
and 'stance masks!"
[dht-2011]
"Blessed are they who see
beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.”
[C.
Pissarro]
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In this
offering: What do you notice about the words? Their meaning? Sentence
structure? Pairing of Sentences? First word, middle, or last words of
Sentences? What words could be substituted? What connection words added for
clarity? What meaning of your own would you assign to these words, phrases,
sentences?
--------------- OR, Why didn't you just say so! ---------------
WHAT patterns
do you see in this PIX?
WHAT mysteries
of NATURE come to mind?
WHAT
phantoms, demons, shadows await the explorer?
WHAT season
is this?
WHAT time of
day's cycle?
WHAT abode?
Permanent? Temporal?
WHAT are you?
Participant? Observer? Advisor? Companion? Uninvolved? Disinterested?
Don't give a
'hoot' or 'whistle'?
JUST an
interesting PIX and some jumble of syllables?
---------------
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Penguin -- Another Day, Another Nature
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SOME OF MY FAV QUOTES
My grandmother used to say, “If you can't change
something, change the way you think about it."
[-Maya Angelou]
**"GRAMs always 'know' best!"
[dht-2011] **
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but
anyone can start today and make a new ending.”
[-Maria Robinson]
“Even though we've changed and we're all finding
our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile
spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this
crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're
not all still friends.”
[-unknown]
“The doors we open and close each day decide the
lives we live.”
[-Flora Whittemore]
“Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can
change your life forever.”
[-Keri
Russell]
“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in
stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.”
[-Pericles]
“There is nothing wrong with change, if it is in
the right direction.”
[-Winston Churchill {Sir Winston Leonard Spencer -Churchill, KG, OM, CH, TD, PC, DL, FRS (30 Nov 1874 – 24 Jan
1965) was a British politician and statesman} (my Maternal Cousin, THAT's right!) ]
“Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be
accepted.” [-unknown]
“You've changed so much. I guess that's what happens. I wish you knew how much you changed me. I wonder if I changed you, if your life is
different because of me. Because mine's
different."
[-unknown]
“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I
cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know
the difference.”
[-Reinhold Niebuhr]
“Change is the essence of life. Be willing to surrender what you are for what
you could become.” [-unknown]
“Everything in life is connected somehow. You may have to dig deep to find it but it's
there. Everything is the same even
though it's different. Somehow,
everything connects back with your life.
The faces in certain places may be different, but the situation is the
same. Irony is a hidden factor that
creeps around us in life, letting its presence felt only after it has left. Picture back to a year ago and the situations
you were in. Look at how things are
different yet somehow everything is still in some way cognate [alike]. Everything connects together to form the
balance of life, to maintain structure. Change
is and always will be inevitable, but everything is relative, and all the
moments and times in your life will come back around again, you just might find
yourself on the other side of the coin. Things
are always changing, as fast as everything stays the same.”
[-unknown]
“Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures
as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret, and depression. Do not repeat them in the future.”
[-Swami Sivananda]
“Life is change.
Growth is optional. Choose
wisely.” [-unknown]
“We are not the same persons this year as last;
nor are those we love. It is a happy
chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.”
[-William Somerset Maugham]
“It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you are
looking for them to happen. Life will
reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a
stroll. This is how God does things.”
[-Donald Miller]
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SOME OF MY WORDS
TODAY, 26 Feb 2011, was a life-changing day for me. So I am posting these sayings
that seem to 'fit' my new perspective with a photo that seems to pair with the 'new' !!!!
MY FAV saying and the one that most 'fits' me today is the last
quote by Donald Miller!
THE PHOTO illustrates to ME in
its imagery ---
ALTHOUGH I may look different on the outside while among you, IF YOU LOOK
CLOSELY, you will see how much we are the same—IF YOU TAKE THE 'TIME' TO LOOK
CLOSELY!
[dht-2011]
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