I feed my body every day, Often feeding too much to it. But, I've learned the hard way That I must also feed my spirit. Silence or just being very still, Listening to some sweet music, Whatever will quiet my tired soul Is what I use to feed my spirit. But most of all, I... Continue Reading →
It's difficult and painful to realize that you have been wearing a mask for a long time, not really being as authentic as you should have been. It does not matter if the mask was worn unintentionally; what matters is finding the courage to admit that you need to change and to be real in... Continue Reading →
For Tale Weaver #310 we are asked to write on the prompt Tired and Run Down. Mindlovemisery's Menagerie states: With a new year upon us and the stresses of 2020 behind us, (or are they), consider the new year and what it brings to us. For many of us older folk, being tired and run... Continue Reading →
I was determined not to tackle this subject, but hope is needed today. I still believe in the American democracy. I believe that the idea that the election was stolen rests on the fact that in urban areas blacks and other people of color voted in record numbers and they voted overwhelmingly for Democrats, especially... Continue Reading →
Posted for the One Liner Wednesday Challenge from Linda G. Hill. I saw this and remembered some of the images from the Capital riots, and I thought the same applies to the United States. The only solution to South Africa's crisis is for whites to accept blacks as human beings." The Right Reverend Desmond Tutu,... Continue Reading →
QUESTIONS: What should you get rid off, that would make your new year better, and why? (Don’t say Covid-19, we all want to get rid of the dang virus)   We still have the pillows from the outdoor furniture we had at our last house, even though we gave the furniture away. I have no idea... Continue Reading →
Photo by Timor Kozmenko It had been so long since she was able to travel and enjoy the cultures of other places! Finally, vaccines are working, and freedom to move about the world has been restored. Her nerves were nearly frayed from the strain of being isolated from nature and other people! This place had... Continue Reading →
The three planning commissioners stared flabbergasted at the sculpture model of the proposed statue of the town hero, which was basically just a stick figure! Commissioner Williams, who had been singing the praises of this guy, was mortified! But, as much as he hated to say so, the design was worse than bad, it was... Continue Reading →
Simple words of strength: March on, my soul, and be strong! My fears are released! The words of Judges 5:21 spoke to me today as I prepared to write the haiku for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #340: Release and Simple. I realized that even in the midst of so many crises, we must... Continue Reading →
Posted for Jez's water photo prompt. I love the water.
Photo Credit: Artbyrandy at Morguefile The guilt gnawed at him, but he wasn't eager to visit her grave. He'd tried explaining to his children that he needed to pretend that she was still there and that he was still trying her patience. But his kids told him that he had to face the pain, and... Continue Reading →
For the Pull Up A Seat Challenge from XingfuMama, I captured different places to sit while out walking the trails and paths near our home. I like that the city planners add so many seats, but sometimes nature offers us a seat, too. Too Low for My Back Sometimes a rock will do! Or a... Continue Reading →
