September 23rd, 2013
Life begins when you accept who you are
Bumps and lumps and all
When where you are isn’t where you would have chosen
Nor is it where you might expect to be
But in that puddle you splash and observe
You see WONDER where a mess could be
Because deep down low or way high above
Is a bigger picture of patience, faith, courage and most of all
And you’ll get there soon
just where you’ve been dreaming of:
By finding the flower amongst the weeds
Riding the wave
Not fighting the sea
Embracing the moment
Choosing joy, HoPe and love
And someday soon, when the toughest of the storms
recedes into the past,
(and it shall pass)
you’ll m-a-r-v-e-l at how far you’ve come.
October 14th, 2011
Anyone ever peruse their old docs just for the thrill of it? To reconnect with the you that wrote those words? Or review an old photo to remember what you were feeling when you captured that shot?
Or am I just the only dork that does that?
Lately, the one thing that I’ve been creating a lot of is words on a canvas and capturing a few photos along the way.
For my Creative Friday task, I’m sharing a vintage poem ala 2007 and a modern photo I took in Mendocino weeks ago.
Hope you like it!
Awaking to the thought
That everything around me
Is an untouched painting
And the people who laughed and crowd me
Just characters in my own working play
The birds that startled me
Just songs to an unheard melody
All my own creations
Waiting to be born on a productive day.