You can touch my paw

Are you kidding me right now? Can you see I’m trying to sleep? Don’t care if you heard a meow It may have been an annoyed peep Let’s get this straight and evenly precise Only I can disturb the daytime snooze Consequence comes when you roll the dice It may involve blood and a bruise I’ll catch you later when it’s time To stretch, yawn and head to the dish This nap will no longer need to rhyme As youRead more

Synchronized Fleet Fishing

Question: What do you call a group of pelicans? Answer: A pod; pouch; scoop; squadron. And, if they are fishing as a group, the pelicans are called a “fleet.” I recently witnessed a fleet of pelicans fishing while biking around Little Lake Butte des Morts. Similar to choreographed synchronized swimming, this fleet kept to a tight circle, alternatingly bobbing their heads down under water to catch fish (while their backsides mooned) and coming up to swallow their yummy and sustainingRead more

#SoCS: Undone

Who am I that I breathe and live upright? Under constellation of blazing stars Staring at the morning’s first rays of light Living in a world filled with mixed bizarre Who am I to be counted in the fold One of his sheep that grazes over time A child from a rib, neither young nor old Waiting for forgiveness of one’s own grime Who am I standing here in pondered pause Faith borne of hope in a fragile abode WhileRead more

Visible in Love

“What if the only example of God’s love your neighbor will ever see is you?” ~Pastor Shawn Whitworth~ For Christians and non-Christians alike, loving a neighbor or another human being can be difficult at times. We are humans, after all, with egos, steadfast opinions, self-righteousness, fearfulness and unwarranted condemnation that allow us to flow along with inappropriate behavior toward others rather than love unconditionally. During Easter week, I am reminded that Christ died for our sins and gave us eternalRead more

Above and Below What’s Lost

February 15th marks the two year anniversary of when I lost my mother at the age of 99-1/2. While I miss this dear woman, I am relieved and grateful that she is not sitting alone in a nursing home, without her daughter’s visits, while a pandemic rages on. Heaven above is where she belongs and earth below is where I must live and breathe and keep moving. I can plainly see Your smile from above The peace you must feelRead more

#SoCS: I Need a Cape

First thing, right off the bat, I need sun. More sun. In the past three weeks, it’s been mighty scarce. I think we had one day where it came out for about 20 minutes and another day this week when it would filter itself behind a cloud, shine bright for a few minutes, then go back under the clouds. This may be the reason why I feel a bit lethargic of late. If it were not for the pandemic, NatashaRead more

Of This Star

J ingle, jingle O ur hearts full Y uletide joy T insel on tannenbaum O vercome in peace T he world changes H e comes E vermore with grace W ide-eyed wonderment O f this star and gifts R ejoice L oudly sing D ay of joy and lightRead more

365 Revolutions

Traveling in a straight line giving way to curve Savoring smoothness of sail avoiding potholes and poop Feeling warmth of golden sol or bony dampness of drizzle Suffering under pressure, distress overcome by retreat, security A year has gone by 365 revolutions Winter, spring, summer, autumn snow, tulips, bike trails, red maple A year of never before a year of heart’s desire, emotions, expectations Gone once around the fiery blaze to a day of cake and candles Existence subjective, evolvingRead more

Football and Grace

I woke up the morning of September 11th and scrolled through the news feed on my phone. Acknowledging the 19th anniversary of the worst terrorist attack on U.S. soil, I zoned in on a story that did not receive widespread attention. It centered around the start of football season in America and a game between the Kansas City Chiefs and Houston Texans and an action that left a disheartening shadow. At this game, during the national anthem, the Kansas CityRead more

In Truth or Fiction

What path is this? Does it head toward truth? Or remain shaded in fiction? Spirits, desire the straight and narrow of a wooded lane of earth, atmosphere, simple truth Truth that floats with conviction over darkness below giving virtuous cover to fiction Cross the bridge in honesty In knowledge, wisdom Throwing fantasy over rail’s side Fiction through lies forges mud Sucking reality into inky muck Tempting us to sink to its depth Truth is golden It has no agenda, noRead more

A New Chapter: Life as Me

“There’s a grace when the heart is under fire Another way when the walls are closing in And when I look at the space between Where I used to be and this reckoning I know I will never be alone” ~From Another in the Fire by Hillsong~ Ten years ago, I wanted it to be over with. The divorce. I had two months to go for it to be final, and a number of years before I truly felt peace.Read more

Four Lines, One Eye

“The light of love, the purity of grace. The mind, the music, breathing from (his) face. The heart whose softness harmonised the whole. And, oh, that eye was in itself a soul!” ~George Gordon Byron~ This post has been brought to you by a feline soul and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. If you are wondering what One-Liner Wednesday is all about, CLICK HERE. Linda G. Hill is the Queen of One-Liners and rules over her kingdom of followers. Check outRead more