The 16th in a series of posts about my family treeInspired by Amy Johnson Crow’s 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Prompt: Negatives ~*~ Too much of life already lost.Too many memoriesTrapped I know notWhere.Locked away.Hard times?Of course, but happyTimes obscuredThere, too. WhyConsider more of this?Why engage in theSabotage of a memoryAlready crying forThe lost and … More Shedding Light on the Family Tree: Father
Another November 11; another Remembrance Day and sometimes I wonder if we’ve dropped the ball. I certainly hope not. Am re-sharing this post from a year ago as a remembrance of the young man my maternal grandmother’s family sacrificed for the cause of responsible freedom and democracy. Lest we forget … ~*~ When I was … More Lest We Forget: Sacrifice and the Ultimate Price
When I was a little girl I loved to hear the stories my Scottish granny, Alice Gordon, would share of her parents swapping the civilized life of gentry in Glasgow for the pioneering life of the wilds of northern Alberta. My great grandfather, William Alexander Gordon, had served as a member of the Black Watch … More Lest We Forget: Sacrifice and the Ultimate Price
~*~ Fallow soil, Hallowed ground. Nothing grows here ~ Not yet. The seed planted Rests peacefully Within a fertile Bed covered by Hope; fed with Dreams. Awaiting the Moment To rise; to greet The sun. Its day will Come. In the meantime, Fallow. ~*~ Sometimes there is absolutely nothing to be done to create … More Fallow
She glowed upon a soft horizon, The Sunshine Maiden. A warming, golden light That shone o’er Shivering hills and Truth bare-boned. No Hiding from the glint In her amber all-seeing Eye. And yet, no judgment There. Simply a place Holder shedding light On dark corners of Spirit. Healing. De-mystifying the Mysterious. Revealing, Through her bright … More Sunshine Maiden
Upon life’s billowing seasMy vessel is sweptWindward. I amStorm-tossedAnd swell-swallowed,Brine-stungAnd surge-whipped.I steer my batteredBut unbroken shipUpon the crashing waves ~Afloat I remain.My vessel salt-stainedAnd wind-lashed,Yet a survivor.In calmer waters,Renewed in purpose,Resolved, am I, to press on.The map is chartedAnd though off course blownYet will I arrive.It is my destiny. ~*~ The truth is, tall ship … More The Voyage
Goodbye, we say again, goodbye, Beneath a sad and sullen sky. A year has passed Since you drew breath; Surrendered to untimely death. My judgment, for I miss you so ~ I was not ready to let you go. Still, life goes on as well it must, So I release your dust to dust. Your … More Dust to Dust
There are no words, What can I say About that cold November day? * Here one minute, Then you’re gone. I didn’t know how I would carry on. * We’d chased the wind We’d jumped the moon. Our journey ended Far too soon. Bear, I lost you, Bear. Bear, sweet Bear. We didn’t get To … More No Last Goodbye
Lost in my world of loneliness I had to face my truth. To find my way through emotions That were making me feel so blue. Now in the middle of life’s long years There’s only one place to turn; Inside where there lingers deflating fears I’ll find the peace I yearn. Cos I … More I Rescued Me: The Healing Journey
Be authentic; know who you are. Understand what’s buried beneath those mountainous feelings of inadequacy, fear, suffering, depression, despair, grief. Be prepared to walk deep into the cave of your misgivings; to poke the monster, Vulnerability, and hear its high-pitched squeal that shuts you down or sends you running. Be prepared to punch the monster … More Punch the Monster
Shedding Light on the Family Tree 