potato mashed with apple and cream
Bear in mind that you should conduct yourself in life as at a feast. / Epictetus (55 AD – 135 AD)
think pink
The thing is, cliches are cliches, because they’re usually true. / You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone. / Make every day count. October is breast cancer awareness month. Whatever you can do, afford or offer, please give: / National Breast Cancer Foundation / Pink Ribbon / McGrath Foundation
it wasn’t my decision to make
non fiction
As I pulled it away, I smiled a devilish grin
There nothing in the air in October to slow down the pain that leaks from one person and into another. It transmutes like lightning. Flas…
My Father had and still has a profound influence on me. His story begins here And it continues here…made ALL THE MORE poignant for me when gifted photographer Mel Brackstone commented that she may have been channeling me while working on this photo, titled Melt Down and after looking at it I’ve gotta agree. If you read the entire story, of me and Dad, to the end…you may well agree too.
CANCER Crushed… / Torn…. / Wanting more. Caner… / Holding on come hell or high water… / A mom loosing her first b…
I haven’t shared this with many of you, but I guess now’s as good a time as any. My Aunt, JoAnn Aikman, my mom’s oldest sister….has been battling cancer now for many years. I’m not sure if it’s been 4 or 5 yrs now as we’ve lost count with all the battles from being cancer free, to getting it again, the hospital stays, the many tests, to the chemo…and now to Hospice. She’s been in the hospital now since Thursday, Oct 16, 2008. She’s just going on the down hill journey now. There is no more they can do, and has been this way for about a month now, but now it’s just getting through those last days. Her doctor has talked her into going on Hospice Care so they can keep her comfortable at home. Her cancer started out in her lungs, and she’s never smoked a day in her life! After about the 3rd battle with it coming back, it decided to come back with a vengence and spread to her liver. They thought they could stop it with chemo, but to no avail it kept on spreading. I wrote this at 1am this morning because my heart was just burdened for her pain & suffering, and I just kept praying for GOD to stop the battle. She’s tired, and ready to go HOME…HEAVEN. We had a great visit with her on Thursday, and she laughed ‘til she actually had a few tears fall. I captured the best moment I could ask for of her & my mom just laughing their hearts out….so much so that they spilled her tea. LOL :o) I will upload that photo later. Please keep her in your prayers, as well as her husband, 4 children 12 grandchildren (I believe is the right number….some do not live in Tx..so it’s hard to keep up), and the rest of our family. We all need GOD’s strength to let go, and allow her to go HOME….HEAVEN.
Now I feel…
Linaji asked me how I felt, in the moment of joining “Feminine Intent”, and although I wrote these words 16 years ago, I never felt them as strong, as I do at this moment in time…
April and June were two peas in a pod, their attachment to each other grew as the years matured. / They were shy kittens around company,...
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Sisters in Arms, no weapons but tools / Intent to encourage each other, like fuel Sacred is the bond within the feminine song / Talents …
Nell hobbled downstairs and got the bin, Wrapped Mabel up in Alfoil and dropped her in.
I actually didn’t write this. / / It was written by my Great Aunt who was born in 1893. She died in her nineties with out ever giving birth. Except perhaps to her curious writings. / / Mum sent me this the other day and I thought I’d pop it up here because it gave me a chuckle and hopefully will you too.
Well I must admit, that this is another inspirational piece, inspired by…...erika15 She inspired me by her writtings about freedom, peace and the elightenment. So it made me think of what if I could rid my eyes, the things that see all the evil and horrible thing, maybe if I left them where they were and went on a spiritaul journey, maybe then I would have nothing to fear if I couldn’t see what my eyes had fed. / First Ming and now erika15, there are so many talented people in here, and I hope I give them justice by my pieces and allow you to see through my work, how amazing their work is…..So I hope yous like this and thanxz again to erika15….
“What, I don’t count?”, “When your world has one focus, and then it’s gone, you have no purpose.”
Just a thought while alone…
A journey with Medicine Woman of the Arts / Winds blown in from Southwards chart Akin to the ways of all discovered and shared / through…
This poem is an inspiration from our recent visit from Vickie/coppertrees who stayed with us at Wind River Ranch for two weeks, after communicating only through cyberspace and telephone for almost three years. I am so thankful to have been gifted with our meeting, sharing and kindred spirits’ uniting… DOHIYI ~
when we sit down for supper / there seem too few legs / we don’t need five chairs / ‘round our too-small table / anymore
My older sister has just left, today, to work overseas, in London. This poem was inspired by that fact. Written 5 June 2009.
Paper Dragons ~ twin souls emblazoned upon black jade / singed and scarred in battles, labeled society’s renegades Quiet visions of the…
This poem was inspired by coppertrees heARTwork called “Paper Dragons” Mountain of Dragons
When I was little, I used to believe in the concept / of one best friend.
I put this in once before, It is time to put it in again just to say Thank You. /
they floated in red rainbows / and beautiful hearts / love was their answer / from the very start / dancing on the edge / of their very souls ...
Collaborative work of Kevin Mawson & Sally Omar / Check out Kevin’s other awesome artwork on the RB / kevinmawson
I didn’t hate you when I did it / it was purely out of anger / I snapped the hairbrush handle / like a bottle on a bar
16 8 09 I realise that this is a difficult one to comment on – how could I hate someone, or even attack them ? There is only one person that I hate and this is that person – there are many very good reasons for this. It no longer has any bearing on my life (I would not have been able to write this if it did). It’s gone – whoosh !! Featured by Lifeline – 17th Aug 2009 Featured by The Art Of Pain – 31 8 09 Featured by Imperfectly – 26th Sept 2009 / MCN:C2RXD-B3FHE-HPEMS
Another dear soul has chosen the light of eternity’s love / As she walks beyond pain, to the peaceful flight of a dove May her soul fir…
A day after our granddaughter departed, we received word that a dear and close friend had collapsed, hospice was called in and she will soon be departing this earth plane, transitioning from life to life. / This writing will be part of her sacred transition, as the pipes of the Tribe of All Nations sing her soul/spirit to Great Mystery and the Great Star Nation she will return… / May her spirit fly to the heights of peace! ENIGMA – Beyond the Invisible
She deserves nothing less.. / An environment with curtains like hotel rooms / (She calls them caves sometimes) / Close them at 12:00 noon. ...
MY SISTERS.. MY WRITING SISTERS.. / yesterday I read a fantastic piece by P.J. Ryan named Butterfly Lace a tribute to her darling Holly Ringland / and I got to thnking about all you all inspired Sisters of Verse. / . / The Brothers are part of my heart too.. we see bout that one a bit later. xxx
*I am only as strong as the coffee I drink, the hairspray I use and the friends I have. / To the cool women who have touched my life. Her…
OYE COMO VA. CORAZON DE MI ALMA. BAILA MI HERMANA!!
I HAVE HAD A LOVE AFFAIR WITH ALL THINGS SPANISH/LATINO FOR YEARS!! I HOPE I HAVE NOT MADE ANY GRAMMATICAL OR SPELLING MISTAKES!! DEDICATED TO ALL THE BEAUTIFUL LATINO SISTERS ON RB!! MWAH!!!
His mother told our mom when they met, that Harry was insane.
This was written from memory with no consultation of my brothers and sister. Some events may have happened or been perceived differently than what I describe here. Each of us has our own story, and most of the chapters remain to be told. In reality though, most of this unhappy tale will be forgotten as we all look forward.
One morning when I was at my local hospital, something was being administered through the Hickman Line and I screamed in pain….
Dear all, I just wanted to share with you a short story that my sister, Pauline wrote for a Competition for the BBC, My Story which has since been published on the BBC website. It is called CELEBRATING SCARS It is to do with her battle with leukaemia but all will become clearer if you read this painfully moving and sometimes witty story. I wanted to share it with you because I know a lot of you, me included have our own scars we want to hideaway but if we were only to share them they might not be as bad as we think they are. Just a thought. I don’t normally beg for votes or ask for them if people want to vote then they will. However, it would be so cool if you do like the story Pauline has written to click on the picture of a hand with a thumbs up saying I LIKE THIS. The more votes Pauline gets she could be on the TV if she wins so please get your friends to have a read and vote. / Thank you so very much. Click here for the BBC site to vote for this story
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