A lotus grows out of mud Wisdom grows out of grief Knowledge grows out of ignorance Abundance grows out of lack
Go for a walk
When life gets confusing, go for a walk When life gets stressful, go for a walk When life throws lemons at you, go for a walk When life is perfect, go for a walk. When you are depressed, go for walk When you have no one to talk to, go for walk When you feel … Continue reading Go for a walk
Is it worth it?
I wonder ... to yell when a kid spills milk to yell when a kid does not go to bed on time to yell when a kid talks back to yell when a kid does not follow rules when in a wink, the kid could be playing hide and seek with life, never to be … Continue reading Is it worth it?
how an emotion cannot be measured by any instrument, but is heavier than a feather. how a piece of paper can bear more weight, than a ton of iron ore. how a pet can mean more than the largest of estates and pearls, that money can buy.
If only, poem
If only, I had taken a minute longer to wish you good morning If only, I had held your hand when you reached out If only, I had seen the yearning in your eyes If only, I had taken the day off from work to be at your bedside If only, If only, If only … Continue reading If only, poem
An Artist Date with myself
I read Julia Cameron's book The Artist's Way a while back. Every now and then I have an artist date with myself. Today, I looked up the poem IF by Rudyard Kipling and copied it on a watercolor background. Enjoy!
I wonder why I give so much and receive so little, Where did I go wrong I ask. I look everywhere but receive no answer Therefore, I just shrug my shoulders and move on with tears in my eyes and sorrow in my heart.
We sat around the fireLooking at the skyWondering what was out thereThat helped us all get by.I asked the little rose,who protects you tender one?She said, my thorns protect methey keep me safe from everyone.I turned to the pink lady and asked her sowho protects you dear lady, from getting hurt and bruised?She turned to … Continue reading Friday Prayer
No more pushing around
I am like a piece of paper Swaying in the wind. I like to go where the drift carries me And don't like to be pinned. I ebb and flow with life With no plans whatsoever. Ask me what I'll do tomorrow I'll shrug and not say something clever. I am clean and transparent With … Continue reading No more pushing around
I thought you were going to rain on me, said the parched earth, to the rain laden clouds I thought you were going to visit me, said the flower, to the bee I thought you were going to pick me, said the toy, to the little girl I thought you would play with me, said … Continue reading False Hope