"Live and Let Live" ~ Some times these true and solid statements become so common that they
lose there strength. I feel they are needed now more than ever. So many people are harshly throwing out opinions on how others should live their lives. They judge everyone's decisions as if they are all wise and knowing. Live your life and allow others to live theirs. Set yourself and everyone else free.

Everything is but a tiny flower nestled beneath the clover.

Sometimes its like reading a book with a sad ending over and over.....expecting the ending to change.

 

This is Muffin, seventeen years old and has lost a lot of her faculties. Thanksgiving day among all the company and comotion she was in her own little world surfing the floor in the kitchen for the slightest crumb that she could claim as her own. With the tiny aching body she was doing something she loved to do.There is a lesson for us all in Muffins diligence for joy.

Only the Strong

       Peeling back the layers is a choice made only by the strong.

I was standing in the light while he was dancing in the dark.  One day he stepped into the light and I was gone.

Get a Red Pen

When they say they will but they wont; when they say they do but they don't ...turn the page, get a red pen...and make a note.

But...You Are So Strong

I don't like for people to tell me I am strong when I am feeling weak and broken.
It doesn't make me feel stronger. It just makes  me feel like they don't understand.

Love and Appreciation

I was living in California in a large apartment complex. 
I often took walks through the complex it was very peaceful.
The Eucalyptus leaves were scattered along the sidewalk . A
young girl was doing her daily piano practice, it was lovely.
A light rain started to fall. I turned to walk back to my apartment.
That is when I saw a tiny, frail very old Asian lady with a shopping cart
pulled up to the wooden fence that surrounded her patio. She was climbing
into the shopping cart and unsuccessfully trying to climb over the fence.
Someone hurried past me trying to avoid the rain said "she has locked
herself out." as they continued to make a run for it. ( the office was closed)
I went over to her and discovered she didn't speak a bit of English.
I made a motion to her, holding my hand up as if saying wait ! wait!
I ran to my apartment and got my step ladder. On returning the
tiny frail very old lady was standing in the middle of the shopping cart
with rain falling all around her and looking in my direction.
I steadied the ladder, helped her out of the cart and proceeded to
guide her up the latter. It felt like she would break if I wasn't careful.
Getting her over the top was tedious as I whispered repeatedly "Oh dear"
After watching her disappear on the other side of the fence I walked back home thinking of
how many things could have gone terribly wrong.
About a week later I was again walking through the complex and I saw the tiny woman
walking towards me.  When she stood in front of me she raised her hands, cupped together, and
stretched them forward offering me what she was holding as she repeated a single word in
in her own language that I didn't understand. I knew that she was saying thank you.
In her hands was a simple but perfect pine cone. I thought it was truly a beautiful gift. My heart was touched and humbled. I later learned that a pine cone is an international symbol for love.
How precious are the memories of sincere love and appreciation.

Not Everyone

Some people will never see the ocean.
I have felt the salty waves rush to caress my feet.
Some people will never watch snow flakes fall.
I have stood in four feet of snow in the streets
of Chicago.
Some people will never see the desert. The desert colors flowed over me like a blanket as I slept.
Some people have received miracles and never saw them. I have seen
miracles.
Some people never live to experience their hair turning grey. I have gently brushed the
silver strands and seen all of my life on my face.

It doesn't have to be extraordinary or rare to be beautiful. Even the smallest and ordinary can be beautiful too.

Translation

I need someone with a romantic heart so I don't have to translate what I am saying.

Whenever You Hear my Name

You said it wasn't you that hurt me
it was some dark spirit that took over your soul.

Now you say you are filled with light and sorry is what you are.

You're basking in the life that you claim is all you need.
The life you got at the expense of destroying me. 

You carry on while I have nothing but ashes for my home.

But it wasn't you that hurt me it was a dark spirit that
took over your soul.
Do you think the spirit has left or does it's whisper turn you cold.
 Is it tamed by this perfect life you claim?

I believe it's still there....every time you hear my name.

At the End of the Day

My days were difficult but I  pushed through
because at the end of it all I would be laying next to you.

The world would disappear and you were all there was.

I could breath, I could sleep and soak in peace
just by feeling your strength. 

Now I push through... with no safe night
in sight.
I return to my pillow and bury my face.
I try to ignore my heart that keeps reaching into an empty space.


The days are difficult but I  push through.
At the end of it all there is no you.
I am scared and there is no air to breath. I just need it to be through..

One of the best things you could ever do for yourself is to not be easily offended.

Nothing can change a heart that is already set on leaving.

Judgement

It was found to be true that her life was filled with disharmony. Yet, she was able to know the correct decision everyone around her should make and what they should do in any given situation. Her days were filled with ramblings of other peoples lives while her on life slipped away being thrust upon the sea of judgement.

I was quiet and he was quiet with me. I believe that is what love feels like.

If There is Anything I Can Do Let Me Know

"If there is anything I can do let me know." I have had this said to me during difficult times in my life: the death of someone I love, my house burning down, a broken heart that I thought would surely be the end of me.
If you should find yourself saying this to someone perhaps it would be better to just do something. Do what you would want someone to do for you if you were in the same situation. 
Nothing  done with kindness from the heart is too small. Especially to someone who feels broken.

Rainy days are a beautiful melody. The rain is calming and romantic. It makes everything around me feel like home. I'd like to make someone feel the way the rain makes me feel.

My words have no melody. My melody has no words.

Sacred Music

A birds song, the wind blowing through the trees, rain falling and waves crashing on the shore are the most sacred music of all.