I believe we can do better.
I believe we must do better.
I believe we will do better.
If our actions come from love.
Love will elevate our thoughts, hearts.
there's room in art for everyone. and room in everyone for art. ~brook
04 Nov 2011 10 Comments
in Goals, occupy wall street, Six Word Friday Tags: better, change, love, occupy love, peace, revolution, six word friday, transformation
I believe we can do better.
I believe we must do better.
I believe we will do better.
If our actions come from love.
Love will elevate our thoughts, hearts.
23 Sep 2011 20 Comments
in Poetry, Power Up, Six Word Friday Tags: balance, change, equinox, fall, pace, poem, Poetry, seasons, six word friday, six word fridays
It’s the first day of Fall
Not much changes today, at all.
The children already fill the halls.
The incremental ratcheting down of pace
from high summer to deep winter
Is already a half run race.
The temperature’s cooler, dark comes earlier.
The wind’s more “bracing”, animals furrier.
But still, today is about balance.
Day and night in equal measure.
Yin and Yang at nature’s leisure.
A chance to pause, take stock, reflect.
Let the fall season’s quietness set.
Take the turn from outward action
of newborn spring and teenaged summer
to the gathering and tending faction
of fall’s nurturing and maturing mother.
Storing food and building cozy nests
in prudent readiness and busy preparation
For the darker colder month’s rest
and relaxation, or more aptly: hibernation.
This Autumn Equinox take a moment
to center yourself, take a breath.
Breathe in. Believe you are potent.
Breathe out. Release all the rest.
25 Dec 2010 3 Comments
in December/Christmas, Holidays, Life Lesson Tags: change, holidays, illness, plans, rash, travel
On Monday I got up ready to face the day and write about it being the one year anniversary of my blog. I was going to write about how surprised I was that I’d managed to keep this up steadily for this long.
My husband was out of town getting ready to have surgery. Our son was at school. I decided to wait to post until after I got back from running to town for his Christmas Program and errands. We were planning to go to my Dad’s for the holiday since our Daddy would be gone.
I might have posted something about it being the darkest night in 300 years due to the lunar eclipse falling on the eve of the winter solstice.
I might have…but the universe had other plans.
Instead I came home from running those errands and became riotously ill with a stomach bug.
I had a couple of hours until the bus would bring home the kid, so I thought if I went slowly I could feed the horses and then go to the bus stop to get my helper who I was really going to need.
I did manage to get the feeding done, but I also managed to slip and fall on the ice. Hooray. (No real injuries, just a bruise on my upper shin.)
I dragged myself to the car and down to the bus stop.
When my son got in the car he proceeded to pull up his pant legs and show me some weird rash that he had on his knees. Huh? We went home because, no, you cannot stay and play at your friend’s house with some possible contagion all over your legs, son.
At home, with further inspection, it was discovered that the rash was all over his body except for his head. It was red, lacyish, had welts. I was freaking out!
I knew I was going to have to take him to the ER. And I was going to have to drag somebody else with me because I was going to be spending an unusual amount of time in the bathroom which would leave my baby all by himself in the ER with a burning, itchy rash. Worse, I was going to drag all of us an hour away to the ER worth going to. Since, having tested the local hospital on several occasions, we are no longer willing to go there unless we are actually in danger of dying from blood loss or some other critical situation. If we can make the drive, we will.
So, I was flipping out over all this on top of already feeling like you-know-what.
My husband convinced me via text and phone to go to town and get some calamine lotion and Benadryl to give him and see if that helped. If it didn’t, we could go to the doctors in the morning.
I enlisted the aid of a friend who ran around and got everything for me (including a Happy Meal for the patient 🙂 so I only had to make one stop.
WE LOVE HER AND SHE HAS SAVED OUR BACON ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION!
As an added bonus, she has three grown kids and has seen every rash and allergy already. She looked at it and said it was probably an allergic reaction to some thing. (Still don’t know what.)
We came home to administer the lotion and Benadryl.
Well, I managed to give him the Benadryl and then fell asleep.
Tuesday:
Since we both had something wrong, neither of us had to get up early to try to get to the bus. whoopee!
*I’m sorry son, I know the rash is almost all gone today, but we can’t go to school. Yes, I know it was Xmas parties today. I’m sorry. We’ll have donuts and rent that movie over break.*
Thank goodness the Benadryl worked.
Thank goodness my neighbor was able to feed for me.
Thank goodness my husband’s surgery went well. Longer than expected, but fine.
Thank goodness my son is old enough to fend for himself quite a bit and was feeling better.
We’ve all been recovering ever since.
We had to change all of our plans, of course. We’ll visit my dad next week. We ran around like monkeys to pull off Christmas at the last minute since we weren’t planning on being here. Well, sick, tired old monkeys anyway.
Bonus: Since we were planning on being gone, the neighbors were already going to be feeding for a few days. We just asked them to do it anyway since we were none of us feeling up to it. Hooray! Neighbors Rock! (At least-some do.ha.)
Happy Belated Solstice!
Merry Christmas!
Happy Holidays!
I think I need another nap.
05 Nov 2010 21 Comments
in Goals, Six Word Friday Tags: change, six word friday
1.
I need to change my body
I need to change my hips
I need to change my butt
I need to change my thighs
I need to change my stomach
But the reality, the truth is
I need to change my attitude
I need to thank my body
I need to thank my hips
I need to thank my butt
I need to thank my thighs
I need to thank my stomach.
They work hard for me daily.
2.
“Be the Change” according to Gandhi
Act from a place of generosity
Join hands together to show solidarity
Together we can change the world
3.
political change, social change, personal change
upheaval, unrest, unsettled, unsatisfied, and unbelievable
apathetic, overwhelmed, disinterested, unenpowered, and lazy?
There is so much to be
angry, mad, upset, disheartened, sad about.
That it seems like too much.
It’s hard to be energized, activated
about everything, all of the time.
So don’t. Pick one for now.
Quietly, solidly work toward the change.
4.
Change the way we see ourselves
Because the mirror we are using
reflects our daughter’s image of herself.
Be sure to show her herself
reflected back in beauty and light.
5.
Change the lightbulbs, change the sheets
change clothes, change menus, change daipers
I will not. I will change
behavior. I will change my actions.
I will change my life-upward.
6.
Change is inevitable-so they say.
from my observation, they are right.
The trick is not to avoid change
the trick is adapting to it.
a great quote I read once:
“We cannot control the wind, but
we can adjust our sails.” Truly.
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