to fall or stumble upon
januarys moments are a bit tantalizing
the freshness of air
the simplicity in being outdoors
balancing the contrasts of warmth and cold
the light of day lasting an hour longer
star filled skies
teasing delights of sunshine
a wave of unexpected sadness
comfort in knowing she was and is at peace
haunting reminders of lost connections that run deep both near and far
Dr. Seuss Once Said:
there is a forgotten silence filling our home
a quietness that became a faint memory in the back of my mind
we are feeling all a little out of sorts
slowly gathering our lives
and sorting them back out
i think we all became accustom to the way in which we were living
not so much because we wanted to
but more so because we needed to
i am no longer marked by a calender of time
a movement that had me not thinking
just actively doing
being driven by a force of what had to be done
yesterday was that of mostly sitting
with small doses of stirring about
reflecting upon what we overcame
and wondering now where my life will lead
sitting here this morning relishing in my thought
and pondering
as with life...when one door closes...it allows for another to open
for six and a half months...i have been reminding my mom that there
WILL
come a day when dad wakes and says
yesterday that day arrived
i am not writing to say that his journey with cancer is complete...it is a far cry from being over...he still will have years ahead of him of being watched and rechecked...but...yesterday marked a surreal turning point
he has endured an excruciating treatment along side the many of unpredictable challenges that arose throughout the months that were...and as of late... his time has been spent healing...and healing he is doing in the most remarkable of ways
though we all are yearning deep within
to go back to our normal ways of living
there has been a silence of comfort that has lingered
all of us together...depending upon...relying upon...a needing of sorts
it has not been because of
ONE but of ALL
including each of you
together we carried each other along
i am filled with the deepest of gratitude
one that has overwhelmingly filled me with tears
tears in knowing
he fought one of the hardest battles a man can fight
one in which some do not walk away
but for him
he is walking this day
and i know will be for a long time to come
Mathew E. Fryer Once Said:
it has been few and far between that i have walked away from a week feeling completely at ease
feeling or expressing great happiness and triumph
walking away from many moments feeling jubilant
one father marks a turning point in recovering
our lives slowly beginning to return to their rhythms of once was
a mailbox being filled with letters from afar
silent pick me ups laced with love
time with pen in hand
art through that of different eyes
rain subsides
simmering in the goodness of life
Rumi Once Said:
there is a unquestionable fondness i behold
wrapped within januarys dawn and dusk skies
when darkness arrives
it beckons with light
the softness of pinks
tainted with golden hues smeared throughout
silhouettes and shadows reflecting
mingling perfectly
the contrast of dark and light
a sense of warmth is given
as it slices finely through the crispness of winter
a dance begins
as dawn and dusk unfold
when something extraordinary comes from the ordinary
do you see what i see!?!
in darkness she rose
crisp and clear was the evening
silence by the stars that hung
her light shone through our window bright
beaming
as she waxed unto her fullest
ever so round
though being her smallest upon this night
a piece of art unfolds
unleashing my inhibitions
allowing my creativity to freely roam about
brandi r burdick
in darkness i dreamed
of the spring and summer months
time spent lingering through the farmers markets
picking the produce
tasting the sweets
and filling my bag full plum full of treats
somewhere along the line
i drifted from markets
to a bag of overflowing adventures
just large enough for a weekend getaway
within a ball of tangled twine...i weaved a summertime dream of mine...i could see the brightness of light...i could feel the warmth beaming from our golden sun...i could hear his voice as he says now and we gleefully oblige...with bag in hand i gathered our things...we hop in our truck knowing where the road will lead will be that of newness...unplanned and always unknown as that is the manner of him...we wind around curvy roads and over the hills to places that seem untouched by another...we inch our way toward the mountain side until we find a river that lie...and out we go...bag in hand...a sense of peace rushing over us...knowing we are exactly where we belong that day...in some forgotten place...where no one else is surrounding our space...a moment in time...to sit in the silence of the glowing hot sun and live within that summertime dream
Louisa May Alcott Once Said:
makes me think
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a january storm
winds that spoke far beyond a howl
rains that came with a fierceness that spread
one fire place roaring
many moments of just being
no needs to be met
having only one place that was calling
a sense of time at hand
embracing each day as they begin unfold
John Boswell Once Said:
every year is a little different from the last
a practice for years i have come to know
i chose to draw up a year of cards
it is always with the intention of at least 12 to come forth
yet strangely enough there is always a different way of sums
there are ones that gently fall from my hands
and then there are ones that feel as if they leap from the pile
saying its me...its me
this practice is simple
mindful for me
a reflection as the months make way
offering hindsight as the days within unfold
a glimpse of a possible future
knowing all the same
that life can change in a simple blink of an eye
a tool
that leaves me hopeful yet warned
an offering
a way to glance to and from
with a deeper understanding for the things that arise
it is in doing
appreciating each as they lay
it is in knowing you can not meld them as you wish
and in believing that as with life and living all things change
they are a sense balance amongst the unknown
Joseph Campbell Once Said:
or is it in holding tight to the belief that what comes before us is presented before us for reasons far greater than we will ever know...is it in realizing or possibly discovering our inner strength which might not have been uncovered if our challenges were not endured...is it in rejoicing in the good and rejoicing in the bad...it is in learning that we can prevail through what ever life brings our way...is it in helping us realize we are worthy of achieving goodness if only we attempted to welcome and persevere through each triumph or struggle brought forth each day..is it in recognizing we deserve nothing but we are worthy of everything
late fall early winter
we witnessed a change
during the darkening of our days
as light diminished
transformation began
fascinating to see how
as the light slowly slipped away
so too did the feathers of our girls
one by one
they dropped to the ground
the old being shed
without even a choice
releasing themselves
to such a bare and vulnerable state
yet how they stood of grace
while they endured their transformation
as they awaited their newness
that would soon come to be
i could hardly keep up
with the feathers that were gracing our yard
maybe i am strange
but to me
they are a piece of delicateness
that we do not behold
a symbol of flight
of a journey that once was
unique eachly and rightly so
some laid showing the weatheredness of time
while others seemed as if they were new
never touched or affected by the days that were
how could i not gingerly pick them up
wash them dry them and admire their beauty
we became apart of their cycle
their season that was
i could sense a completion
as the wheel began to turn
interesting that they too take to the shift of seasons
just as we
though ours seems ever so slight
not as apparent to the eyes that are watching
more of a silent transition
that surfaces with time
amazing what nature unfolds
all before our very eyes
Someone Once Said:
Isak Dinsen Once Said
my attempts in 2013 did not quite go as planned
the thought of catching up toward the end when i fell short
was well just not that appealing
why go backward i thought
when i can move forward
so its one step towards filling in the blank pages
it happens but once a year
when most wake with a motivated plan
yet for us its a day we tend to veer far away from such
tis a day that is filled with the sweetest of sweets
to welcome and ring in the new
tummys plum full of cardamon filled round bits of deliciously wonderful lightly fried dough
savoring spiced apple syrup
glasses filled with bubbles and orange
frosted white windows
rain less days that leave a bittery yet warm kind of feel
frustration released
therefor leading to peace
a new leaf turned
a fresh focused frame of mind
Someone Once Said:
on the first of january
i came upon my word for the year
in a different manner than i usually do
i chose to draw one oracle card
allowing 2014 to be completely free from my own will and desires
and i do have to say i was quite pleased with the card that unfolded
a·wak·en
əˈwākən/
verb
rouse from sleep; cause to stop sleeping
and so shall it be
my
that will accompany me
through the next three hundred and sixty sum odd days
in the years prior i always seemed to chose healing words
and now it is time to entertain and embrace a new kind of feel
2013 i tip toed around and then fell into a bit of a slumber..occasionally i'd dangle my feet in the waters...gently touching the streams...but nothing more than paltry splashes here and there...this year...i want to submerge myself...i want to jump in and swim through the untouched waters and set sail on new adventures and endeavors
and all those wild dreams that have been laying dormant shall manifest
heres to
my spirit and muse
nothing less
nothing more
but simply
and i end it being sick...it was bound to happen...there was no denying such...being in a home filled with so many...somehow...someway...i managed to escape the illnesses and bugs that lingered...all up until two days ago...
thoughts of recollecting the past 365 days...mmm...not so much...head would like to explode...so i shall reminisce some other day or maybe not
but for now...me..i am truly counting down these final hours
may you embrace the magic of the season
may love fill your heart
may joy fill your spirit
may laughter abound
may memories be made
may this holiday be only merry and bright
hush
speak not a word
pause
just as nature does
silence
your mind and your spirit
stillness
even if only for a moment
