Real development is not leaving things behind, as on a road, but drawing life from them, as on a root.

G. K. Chesterton

Monday Muse

Temple

They burned your temple to the ground
Leaving but a few precious remains
Enough though to begin
The rebuilding process
A germ, a gem of an idea
Is all it took
For me to see
A vision of the future
Splendid, glorious
A living testament
To the perspicacity of love

Saturday says 4/52

Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.
Dr. Seuss

Monday Muse 3/52

May Days

In the twilight falling

with hints of springtime thunder

I see the undersides of leaves

that bend and sway in evening winds

Standing at my window

watching a cloudy sunset

I can hear the wind through the glass

My heart stirs with each breath

but no message is relayed

except a vague restlessness of

forgotten memories of other windy nights

of other May days.

another older poem. 

It's Friday, I'm in love 2/52

I didn't get home til late last night,  and now I have a sort of forced moment of quiet while having my hair done.

Today's(well, yesterday's) thing I love is my new planner. My sister convinced me to get one. I love organizing things. Keeping them organized has always been the bigger issue. But i find sitting and organizing, sorting, to be therapeutic. It helps my ever busy brain take a moment to focus.

Sunday Songs 3/52

i was reminded recently that although I don't know what is written on the pages of my life, there is Someone who does. And trusting in that brings the greatest peace.

Saturday says 3/52

A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

George Eliot

Tuesday-Thursday 2/52

I do apologize for the lack of posts this week. My work schedule has been quite full and I have come home quite tired. Last night we had a mini-party for P's birthday. He insisted we invite my sister and her family over, then promptly disappeared after he ate his ice cream cake. He seems happy with his birthday gift from me. I got him an ipod. He's finally discovering music and I helped him get an email account and I love that he randomly email's me with questions. I think he likes having that sort of access to me. And it saves him from having to actually come speak to me, ha.

I do have a post planned for Friday, but I may not be able to post it till tomorrow. Because it's arriving in the mail today and I don't know when I shall be home today. I am hopefully going out to dinner with a friend. I found a real life kpop friend, so she and I are going to have korean barbecue. ah, fangirl life.

So that's me this week. M is feeling better, but still not acting completely nice, he got spoiled while he was sick and he wants that to last forever. I can't blame him, but I am tired of breaking up fights between him and P.

anyways. I hope you are all having a lovely week. I can smell my coffee has brewed and I have much to do before I wake the children. So long for now.

Monday Muse 2/52

Son

too much
I remember the touch
of your tiny hand
holding my breast
a bottle you gripped
and the pull of milk
the heavy ponderous
weight when you would cry
and I can still feel the ache
of need and want

I used to lean over your crib
to watch you breathe
a different sort of ache
until I handed you
over to God because
He is a better mother than I.

Now we look eye
to eye and you
need a different sort
of sustenance from me






Today is my oldest child's 14th birthday. I do not know where the years have gone. Happy Birthday, my dear Doodle. I am so proud of you and so glad to be your mother.

Sunday Songs 2/52

I think this is my favorite song off the new album.

Saturday Says 2/52

“I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.” 
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

It's Friday, I'm in love 2/52

I love little random trinkets and charms. They make me smile and think happy thoughts.

Thursday Thoughts 1/52

No thoughts today. I'm too tired.

Wednesday What-nots 1/52

M's mri came out fine. He has a pineal cyst, but the dr. doesn't think it's a problem. I am, of course, relieved. But still wondering what's causing him to see things. I am hoping once his sinus infection clears up the hallucinations will as well.

Tuesday tidbits 1/52

I spent all day at the dr. with m. He had the flu last month and has been hallucinating ever since. He had an MRI done.

We should get results tomorrow.

It's been a long day.

Monday Muse 1/52

Street Preacher

I was born in the Great Surplus

Of 2119

Abandoned to my own devices

I wandered aimlessly

Through city streets

For one whole

Year I stood and watched

The people walking by

Scurrying to and fro

And I saw that I

Lacked purpose

I followed a man

With a purposeful stride

To his place of business

And heard him yell

Buy! Sell!

But it was not

What I was looking for.

I followed a child to

a multicolored playground

But I could not join

in their fun

I walked to the countryside

And heard a lovely noise

In a little

White building.

I went in

Was greeted

With joyous exclamation

They lay their

Anointed hands on me

Leaving streaks

Of golden colored salvation

And took me to the corner

Of 8^th and Elm

The exquisite pain

As they bolted me in place

Was superseded by the

Bliss reverberating

Through me

Repent! For the Kingdom of God is at hand!

Countless days, nights

I am beaten, battered

And I count it joy

How many years?

I lost track

Until one Monday morn

When the dawn approached

A trumpet sounds

And the redeemed rise to

Meet the man in the sky

I try to rise, too

But the bolts

Won’t let me

And I see the lost

Running through the streets

Looking to be found

And they stand before me

As I tell them once again

Repent! For the Kingdom of God is at Hand!



*i wrote this around 2008 as a response to something I had read on a Christian speculative fiction website

**welcome to monday muse, wherein I share something I've written

Sunday Songs 1/52

I first heard this song at work after I had been talking to a friend about the fear of talking to God. This song came on just after that conversation, and well, it seemed a bit fitting. I had no idea who sang it, but fortunately she did, and it's now a favorite.

Saturday Says1/52

“Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, 
Whispering 'it will be happier'...” 
― Alfred Tennyson

It's Friday, I'm in Love 1/52

quite simply, things I love. of course i begin with johnny flynn

Thursday Thoughts 1/52

Happy New Year's Day!!

I hope everyone had a lovely evening last night.

It's a New Year, and there are New things to look forward to, to experience, to do.

I have a few tricks up my sleeve for the new year, but I will share them at a later time, once they've sort of settled into place. I've spent today cleaning, so perhaps that is a positive way to begin my new year, ha.

I would like to start blogging every day again. See if I can make it a full year. I will probably do it similarly to before, a theme for every day.

Thanks to anyone who has wandered over!