california coast
looking north from reyes
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
life & suffering through it
Last week my 51 year old friend had a stroke & a heart attack at the same time. Calling his girlfriend to inquire about his condition bought me several trips taking her to the hospital, located 60 miles away.
It's always an awakening experience walking through any hospital let alone the dreaded intensive care unit. Doctors & nurses scurry back & forth, guarding their posts, always ready for emergencies which seem to be their norm.
A couple stood over a bed where a young man lay, probably their son, and their grief spilled over into the hall where passers by didn't even notice, except me, who choked on a tear and could feel God's presence there with them.
That was 1 week ago. Tonight my friend, Don, was moved into the rehabilitation unit. It's nice, like a condo complete with a plasma television hung on the wall. He's a great candidate they say. I already know God does perform miracles every single day.
It's always an awakening experience walking through any hospital let alone the dreaded intensive care unit. Doctors & nurses scurry back & forth, guarding their posts, always ready for emergencies which seem to be their norm.
A couple stood over a bed where a young man lay, probably their son, and their grief spilled over into the hall where passers by didn't even notice, except me, who choked on a tear and could feel God's presence there with them.
That was 1 week ago. Tonight my friend, Don, was moved into the rehabilitation unit. It's nice, like a condo complete with a plasma television hung on the wall. He's a great candidate they say. I already know God does perform miracles every single day.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
colors
eyes of blue
eyes of green
never know
eyes of mean
little girls
chase little boys
nevermind
forgotten toys
shiny sparks
dull dry grass
passion lights
days gone past
eyes of green
never know
eyes of mean
little girls
chase little boys
nevermind
forgotten toys
shiny sparks
dull dry grass
passion lights
days gone past
Monday, January 09, 2006
a letter to my daughter
What if everything you did was in front of a crowd of people? Would you change your behaviors?
When a person dies, are they ever really removed from your life?
Forever changed each of us remain because of each other – the way we touch each other’s hearts, the ways we love. Shared moments bind us together like webs woven intermingled indeterminately with each other.
Removal of physical presence then only changes the relationship, challenging us to reach deeper, further inside our beings to communicate. Shared love can then be felt, nurtured, grown into a productive component of daily life. Our relationships growing as our souls shoot through time. Changing negative found in loss to a positive, building, strengthening experience as all our friendships could be, beneficial to each other.
It’s hard bending with the flow, waves of life constantly crashing as they do. The quicker we learn flexibility, accountability, forgiveness, & resilience as a way of life, the faster we’ll heal from those wounds who so completely drain us.
Be patient
with others
& yourself.
Everyone trudges
& stumbles
at their own pace.
When a person dies, are they ever really removed from your life?
Forever changed each of us remain because of each other – the way we touch each other’s hearts, the ways we love. Shared moments bind us together like webs woven intermingled indeterminately with each other.
Removal of physical presence then only changes the relationship, challenging us to reach deeper, further inside our beings to communicate. Shared love can then be felt, nurtured, grown into a productive component of daily life. Our relationships growing as our souls shoot through time. Changing negative found in loss to a positive, building, strengthening experience as all our friendships could be, beneficial to each other.
It’s hard bending with the flow, waves of life constantly crashing as they do. The quicker we learn flexibility, accountability, forgiveness, & resilience as a way of life, the faster we’ll heal from those wounds who so completely drain us.
Be patient
with others
& yourself.
Everyone trudges
& stumbles
at their own pace.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
crumbling cookies
And then I got sick. Again. My defenses are down. I must work on that.
and so I missed out on a couple weeks.
All those baking ingredients lay right where they landed on December 20. Ah, it's a new year with new chances to do better. Reminds me of Dudley Do-Right. (sorry buddy if I misspelled your name). And I'm tied to railroad tracks screaming for prince charming to rescue me. (where the heck does he live anyway???)
Peace be with ya'all!!!
and so I missed out on a couple weeks.
All those baking ingredients lay right where they landed on December 20. Ah, it's a new year with new chances to do better. Reminds me of Dudley Do-Right. (sorry buddy if I misspelled your name). And I'm tied to railroad tracks screaming for prince charming to rescue me. (where the heck does he live anyway???)
Peace be with ya'all!!!
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