His will bending
Heart warm beneath
Cold justice underneath
Crushed and folded
Loved and molded
Loving all together
(inside joke, gonna make bumper stickers)
busy, always so busy
buzzing from one stray thought to another
around a stalk of witless obsession
a deep need filled with perceptions
of life, the edges of a feathered fracture
to tap dance across
on a breeze of easy answers
as life, bored into years of numbness
becomes a drone hovering
you are gliding in emptiness
and your heart has missed its journey
never pausing your flight to wonder why
not even for one slender moment
so long as you are busy,
busy, always so busy
The Cherry on Top of my mountains still making me smile. Sorry to have to repost this so soon, but I couldn’t resist, with the challenge being Cherry on Top.
The truck screeched to a halt to capture this amazing moment in time, my heart beating wildly as I grab the phone and jump out, my only thoughts “wait, wait, wait…” There is no added colors or enhancements to this photo other than turning the brightness down a touch. The clouds were on fire yesterday… just another reason I have to point out to all, that living here is heaven. People say it rains here all the time, but we only say that to deter people from coming here to live. The beautiful town I have lived in for 25 years or so makes me smile every day. You call it a rain forest, I call it heaven. From January to June, it is neon green with new growth on the trees and plants everywhere. From March to October it becomes every shade of neon with Rhodies and Peonies and mountain flowers loose their minds, roses go insane and that’s just a few of my fav’s. And from October to February all the giant leaf Maples and smuggled in Japanese Maples turn from bright reds to orange to yellow. So if you think my world is just green pine trees, rolling across a few XXL hills, you’d be wrong. Even with the overcast clouds, once in a while they are grey and menacing, but for the most part, they’re cool every day. And believe me, I watch those clouds daily, to see what days I’m going to be able to fly! I watch them all the time. And I see patterns from gorgeous giant storm formations to the criss-cross hell of the government planes spraying the sky to reflect the light away from earth. Huge giant plaid sky’s that start out with just one trail of a plane, that should dissipate within 40 seconds or so like a normal contrail, but turns out, it spreads in every direction and is in fact a chem trial, or what they now try to hide by calling them “consistent contrails”. HA! NO SHIT! Chemicals the government is slowly killing us with, making the most beautiful patterns in the sky. I hate them, but the chemicals are making for spectacular sunsets and sunrises. The chemicals take days to fall from the sky, barium, aluminum, silica…whatever they’re poisoning us with, raising the degree of brightness and is magnified in so many of my shots, I am constantly turning down the brightness just to get a shot.
Like God’s Artwork needs any improvements!
OH HELL YEAH!!! Could NEVER have said it so well!!!!!
There are lots of them. When you meet one, here are some things you should say to them or do with them. Full disclosure – I’m not American. I’m not a voter in the election. But there’s this large Republican convention starting tomorrow and I was listening to the radio (a mistake, I know), and like any Canadian I want to be helpful. So this is me, a Canadian, helping Americans by dispensing valuable advice to you that you can in turn use to help Donald Trump supporters everywhere. Please let me know how it goes.
Give them a hug. They need one. They feel like they require Trump, that he is the only salvation they have left. That is how desperate and sad they have become, so please give them a hug to make them feel better. If they refuse to smile, pat them on their butts. Tickle…
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His Glory swirls in pure Holiness
blazing with fire and a furious cry
folds of His Mantle awash
rippling with each unbelievable ‘Why’?
His confusion over our choices
tumbling the clouds in the sky
with His Hope peeking through barely
in a pure white slice of die
His Power to lovingly create
or destroy it all from on high
clearly displayed for you
in the Glorious Flames of His Sigh
Life finds a way
in a river
atop a bus sized boulder
with only a few things needed:
and something to hold onto.
In life, to find your way
through the twists and turns
raging falls and calm pools
atop a boulder or under a spell
struggling through some eventual rapids
or floating along peacefully
you only need a few things:
the sunshine God created to grow our world
the pure clean water and food He created
and His Amazing Promise to hold onto.
Everything else is just wind.
Wake up sheeple, we’re all just Mashed Potatoes and Gravy… all mixed up together!
THE ONLY THING THAT DETERMINES SKIN COLOR IS THE SUN!
If your family lives near the equator, you will have darker skin, to reflect the sun’s damaging rays and protect you from too much Vitamin D absorption.
The need for the right amount of Vitamin D is copied into our DNA and passed down to our children to keep them healthy.
THIS IS THE ONLY REASON WE HAVE DIFFERENT SHADES OF HUMANS!!!
SO WAKE UP ALL YOU IDIOT BIGOTS AND RACISTS!!! WE ARE ALL THE SAME!!!!!!!
if I wrote three stories
all about horrible things
what would that say about me
would you think I’m sick and twisted
or in a dark place without escape
so if you read four stories
all about wonderful things
what would that say about you
wanting to read about happy endings
dished up on a plate with whip cream
oh, His eyes
were windows into my soul
an arrow slicing
into the desperate bottom
I had slid to
the faded shame
still circling the edges
of my darkest moment
accenting the distant light
as it floods over the brim
no stone untouched
except the one
I sat upon
wallowing in my own past
His eyes warmed
and I knew His love again
as the light drew nearer
touched my heart
pulling ever pulling
as if a blackbird
stretching the darkness
until it snapped
To be as humble as a simply curled vine
oftentimes creates the most lovely wine
a soft green bud without a gaudy mirror
blocking the view as God draws nearer
blooms in Glory with the touch of His light
never once needing to be special or bright
but in a world where self esteem rules
is awarded and taught in all the schools
becoming all too prideful and self centered
leaves your soul crushed and sadly splintered
for God Alone wants to be all you need
shining on you growing from a tiny tiny seed
giving you strength to stand up on your own
willing the world to bend for you from His throne
filling you with the desire and fire to finish
whatever prayer or goal or ending you wish
FOR THE MEEK WILL ENHERIT THE ENTIRE EARTH
and all you need to know is:
HE’S proud of YOU and HAS BEEN SINCE YOUR BIRTH
be vibrant in all you do
don’t waste your time being dull and blue
when your feet hit the floor
thank God and bounce out the door
when you smile make it wide
none of this fake stuff, half out the side
when you are being kind
unroll all your giving, simply unwind
when you are understanding
take that leap, forget about landing
when you need to be strong
rely on God all the day long
when you shine with hope
others will see and learn to cope
and when you love do it completely
with no judgment, make it unconditionally
Be Love, be Hope,
be Kind, be Flagrant
Be Joy, Be Light,
Be Bright, Be VIBRANT
swaying, mesmerizing, back and forth
the leafless soul dances to life
ripples shimmering light in the tiniest waves
creating the current tune
faces appear to stare at the light
confused by the babbling all around
washing on by with each passing shadow
eyes winking in altered states
pushed and pulled they float away
in a gentle shifting with each rush
while the rootless hangs on, little condos of life,
flood proof and settled in, rock solid
no longer lost in a blurry crowd
a pulse of green to light the way home
show your elegant petals, open wide
no matter how tough or strong
they have a subtle purpose, pad aside
designed to echo a simple song
of love from one singing, to another
where slime creeps trying to belong
a mire of sad souls calling, don’t bother
they just keep singing the same old song
but you are special, in so many ways
not like the scum on the surface
let the ooze of life, seen for all your days
float on by a sludge without purpose
while you are rare, you will remain
strong at heart, beauty hidden inside
ignore the slime, their power will wane
you’ll shine gloriously, they’ll run and hide
silver colored rain splatters upon the ground
spreading out like running sheep
hands flinging fingers open wide
making a point before a beep
muscles pulling the grandest jete
toes reaching the horizon in a leap
the minds of children creating joy
dreaming wildly while sound asleep
the look of new parents in any species
their tears of love uncontrollably seep
or me flying like a majestic bird
making memories I will forever keep
as easily as the trees in the breeze
the simple loves in life
make me weep
I wrote this because a friend and I were discussing how often she cries when people are mean to her. Its part of our job to deal with assholes, but it occurred to me when she said this, that I cry due to joy more often than anything else. Sure, I’m very empathetic and I cry easily if a friend is sad, and I’ll admit I have cried while watching many different types of moves, ie, the Green Mile, Phenomenon, where I bawled like a baby, and even at the end of Armageddon. (more for her losing her father, than for BW dying. lol ) Still for the most part, with mean people, I tend to get very Motherly and put them in their place. Even if I need to yell to do it! lol But my friend has a tender heart, isn’t very tough on the inside, and lets people walk all over her, which is sad, but I think a huge waste of tears. Those who are mean are just assholes, and you just have to let it wash over you, knowing they are miserable and will always be. Not my problem, not me that caused theirs. Simple as that.
But I’ve also learned over the years, it’s hard to teach someone to be strong, when they have no faith to give them strength. People say all the time…. OH I BELIEVE IN GOD… yet they have never once given their problem to God, wholeheartedly believed HE would take care of it, and relaxed back in the peace that this simple surrender will give. BUT YOU MUST HAVE FAITH. You must truly believe HE WILL HANDLE IT… and most people don’t.
They’re all about lip service.
I do it daily. Usually in the morning while I drive somewhere. For some reason God and I do a lot of chatting in my truck. I ask for parking lot angels, idiot angels to keep me safe on the highway from idiot terrourrists, whatever I need, God wants me to ask Him to do it… so I do. And I am peaceful inside, not worrying about anything, throughout most of my day. Some days, yeah, I’m tired, loose my temper and have to shut someone up… but hey, no one’s perfect. lol And God knows me inside and out. He knew I was going to do that. So why get upset, why chastise myself for not handling it right? Nope, I move on. Life is TOO SHORT to worry about the little shit. God knows why I reacted the way I did, and I ask him to forgive me when I know I’ve been wrong.
But folks, all in all, with all the weird problems in my life, I am a pretty happy person!
I find peace daily.
she folded her heart safely inside… no one knew why
simply gentle to a fault
a blossom wavering in the wind
her true colors velvety soft
to the depths of her very soul
still she chose to stand alone… no one knew why
lifting her face to the blue sky
bending just enough in the breeze
arching towards the truest light
understanding the pull in her soul
her heart began to peel open… only He knew why
little blue bits of beauty
settled onto the sand
their days of sailing around the world
over at the wind’s hand
The creativity seen here… is astounding. The wing standing up on this tiny jelly fish lets it ride the waves across the globe. As it rides on the surface of the ocean, the wind blows across it’s little wing and it sails.
Unfortunately, when the wind is fd up, they end up on the beach… dead… by the thousands. They travel in mobs, and these guys were just little babies. An inch to two in length at the most. Maybe just babies, because earlier this year, millions washed up in Oregon, adults, huge for jellyfish, some a foot across and they all died.
They were fascinating to look at, like they had an internal grid-work of electrical signals going on… just like the one in the top of the picture, they were so amazing.
And so, it made me sad to see hundreds of them on the beach dying. Even the birds weren’t eating them, so it was just a mass death for no reason… other than possibly keeping their population under control… still, it made me sad.
and I think the day will begin like this; glorious light, beauty spread wide, birds calling softly in the background while the earth settles into silence. The breeze will taste like springtime, the scents of a million flowers wafting by, while our brains begin to assimilate, our heads lift upward instinctually, searching for answers.
The sound of music, led by trumpets, begins to travel across the sky, matching the path of blazing clouds.
The brightness of His Holiness will blind us, and we will be forced to look away… kneeling… one… by one…
by one… and then we will hear His Voice… His Voice… for the first time…
Hallelujah… I can’t wait…
So, here’s my question for you all today….
Is it possible we can ‘earn’ immortality?
Or… for the other side of the coin; could we ‘evolve’ into it, on our own?
Someone mentioned it, and I can’t stop thinking about it. So here’s my thoughts, don’t forget to share yours.
On the one hand, there is a God, but scripture’s say it is not the deeds you do, it is the love you have inside for God, everything else, everyone else, that gets you into heaven… the eternal mortality that God offers is the goal; the bait; the one thing you do not have here on Earth. You’ve experienced love, been loved (hopefully) by at least one other being in your life, so maybe a new Daddy figure isn’t something you feel you need. But to live forever… FOR EVER? It would be cool and boring, probably at the same time, and if everyone you loved wasn’t immortal, it would be amazing yet incredibly sad. But think about it, if we all lived forever, here on Earth, we would be wall to wall people… the planet couldn’t support us all… it would be much like it is now, with a lot more starvation thrown in. A lot.
But what if immortal doesn’t mean with your current body? What if immortal is impossible with our body?
Would you want it with your soul? Would you want it if they told you your brain went with it?? Or I should say, your mind? How about your heart; your love? Your feelings?? Wouldn’t you need all these things, for immortality to work? So where do our thoughts, feelings and love come from, if not our soul? Our brain tells our lungs to breathe; but what tells your lungs to hold your breath when you kiss? Or swim? Or blow up a balloon? This is your mind, not your brain. This is you… part of your soul. It floods you with warmth when you’re happy, and it chills you when someone you love dies. It rises up to sing with your favorite song. It explodes in your heart when you hold your child for the first time forcing you to cry with joy.
All this … does it go with your soul? Of course. It is your soul. This is what will become immortal with God. You. Your essence. Your entire soul. And from what I hear, you get the coolest set of WINGS to boot! So in some way… they have to be attached to you…. so you must end up with a body of some sort…right???
Now we go to the evolving aspect. It must be possible, somewhere, somehow, because we know how DNA works. Say you’re the one being on a planet who’s DNA alters just enough to where your cells never die, they just recycle themselves in some way… yes you would be the first…
but think about it… out of the BILLIONS of species on this planet, I would guess ALL of them… ALL of them have NEVER ONCE had their genes mutate into immortality. Are WE humans really that special that our DNA would suddenly evolve in a different way than every other species on this planet? If you believe in evolution, you also believe that something had to have seeded this planet with life, ie, bacteria from asteroids…etc.
That being said, literally, anything is possible. We know so little about our lives, our bodies, the world… the universes… it’s embarrassing really. But, we have only been around for about 10,000 years. Compare that to …. frogs… and you’d be blushing again, they’ve been around for over 200 million years…. so lets pick something younger in eon terms… how about a simple rose…. not even close, they’ve been around for about 35 million years… I could go on… my point… we are the youngest species on this planet. With maybe 10 other exceptions, mostly crap our lab tech’s have grown.. that they shouldn’t have!
There are also a few worms, flies and brine shrimp that can all go into suspended animation… the brine can survive up to 10,000 years… add water, and bam, you’ve got brine shrimp… but that’s only suspending life, not living eternally… and well, they’re bugs ya’ll! Bugs! lol they don’t even know what being alive is.
So the chances that we could alter ourselves into immortality is pretty ridiculous. The fact that we don’t even understand HOW our cells know when to change, or why… or what made that protein decide to turn on a switch… folks… we don’t know SHIT! OK! We only know the obvious, and that’s about .0000009% of what we need to know.
So my view is obvious… unless you’re severely slow you’ve figured it out by now… I say, go with God! He’s your best bet at becoming immortal! I truly don’t see us, a bacteria ourselves, evolving into anything as spectacular as an immortal being! But you will never earn it, with good deeds. You just have to LOVE!!! And it’s so easy to love God, and everything and everyone else… try it sometime.
Just go one day… where every single thing you see, every person, dog, flower… from the mailman to the boss you hate every other day… and be kind to them. Show them love. And SEE what happens. Maybe nothing, maybe not… either way, sit back and FEEL what you did.
ENJOY that feeling of peace and happiness that your entire body has been tricked into feeling! Sink into it. Each time you are kind, people usually show you thanks, or love…. each time you reach out and touch someone physically, you are giving love, and USUALLY you will get love back. (now don’t be getting all pervy… lol) JUST TRY IT!!! And you will see… that feeling this way… is the GREATEST thing on earth. Right up there with the immortality you are going to experience!!
a little morning haze
turned into a glorious daze
born to fly across the sky
my fellow birds and I
surreal barely describes it
you know you’ve lost your wits
your breathing forgotten and gone
your heart races on and on
pounding to be set free
and see exactly what you see
rising up your throat for a peek
halting any attempt to speak
as joy flies by at an easy speed
peace floods in to fulfill ALL need
grin now wrapped around your ears
love exploding out in tiny tears
shake your head and focus now
get control long before you plow
into a mountain or land in a tree
your life is in your own hands… see
so snap out of the incredible bliss
leave behind the awesome amazingness
that phenomenal rush will soon be back
tomorrow swinging in a swing on crack
you can’t get enough
you never will
sleep when your dead
never stand still
It never seems to stop
It flows into wideness
pushing at sloped walls
fraught with turbulence
sanded by stone
ingrained in the depths
of your soul.
You will know
when you immerse yourself
in a stream of truth;
just ask yourself
is it prodding you
onto an easier path
or simply goading you
over a cliff ??
just a wisp of dandy perfection
this tiny feathered flight
such is God’s amazing design
His little Lion of the Light
with a feathered flower seed
to float on boneless wings
for a Grace-filled rebirth
just like His Lion of All Kings
even as a dusty desert rose
the only beauty in rough sand
her seeds are beyond precious
dancing across the driest land
growing by seeds in a milky cocoon
butterfly children are painted
born with a bright life in mind
their acceptance of color sainted
as ever amongst nature’s life
from massive to micro-Glory He shines
for no one has God’s creative heart
or can fathom His Holy designs
A whisper of hello, she shimmered as if I’d startled her, eyes tiny pools with mischief dancing in time to her swirl, waiting to see if my eyes followed her or if perhaps I was only speaking to the voices singing softly in a babble. Grinning at the distorted trees wavering in her light, I said, I see you, eyebrows raising with an instant ornery glee. Father will be so mad at me, she said with a burst of mirth, spinning in a happy blur, rainbow sparks flying from her glow, laughter twinkling between the leaves, as soft pink becomes orange glory, sunshine meshing with purple haze, and neon green deepening into a blue jazz only she heard. Oh, but to breathe in the pine and decay and flowers, I’ve missed it so-o-o-o, she said, climbing an imaginary stair, swirling down the neck of a tree, a barbershop pole of rainbow color, her laughter melting into a puddle, merging into the river below with a swish of a rainbow trout’s tail, with only bubbles reaching the surface to burst with the joy of existing, even if only, just for a moment.
Heart racing, face feeling for wind strength, legs shaking, pull it up… RUN!!!!
That’s how it goes, here at the launch site.. for most newbies like me. It still stops your heart, it still makes you stop and look heavenward to ask God Almighty to keep you safe, and its still the most AMAZING time of your life!
Yesterday I not only had to deal with a new year’s beginning flight; one where you have already stretched your strings, inspected the wing and harness, and emergency parachute, went to the bathroom and chain-smoked three cigarettes…and OK, I’m ready! But one where I also had to deal with the overwhelming fear of crashing again, like I did last year.
I didn’t mention it, because I was ok, only missing about an inch of flesh along the backside of my right leg, compliments of the sticker-bushes and rocks on the way down about 100 feet of mountain… but still a very scary event to have to force myself to overcome. It ended my flying last year, and killed about three months of bliss for me! Where I was injured, my harness seat banged into, so even practicing was halted until I healed up, and by then, it was fall.
None of which stopped me from blasting off the side of Tiger Mountain yesterday, to fly like an eagle once again! God is keeping me safe, I know this every single time I fly, so that is one less fear I have to worry about! I truly trust in God… and last year He was there!!! Right when I needed Him!
It was a gorgeous day, from 60-70 degrees out, with no clouds for thermals, but there were thermals bouncing me all over the place, scaring the bejeezus out of me, and keeping my adrenalin at the maximum level possible!! But it was SO MUCH FUN!!! The winds were just a bit choppy, but they kept me up for an extra ten minutes or so, while I figured out how to maneuver down… slowly… properly…. lol
My instructor cracks me up, he will be writing a big “L” on my left hand, and an “R” on my right, so when he tells me to go Right, I turn right!!! We had a difference of opinion when the trees got closer than I felt they needed to be!! Still it was a great little flight, but the winds picked up and we had to postpone until Sunday.. when hopefully they will be light again and not too Springy!
SO HAPPY FLYING TO ME….AND ANY OF YOU OUT THERE WILLING TO TRY IT! You can go Tandem, with an instructor, and just sit there enjoying the view!!! IT’S JUST AMAZING!!!!!!
At what moment did we forget how it used to be and carry on, this shingle road, another version of ourselves? Those who fear death, wrap themselves in marathon blankets and sprint to the juice counter, their flush cheeks a world of outdoor health and vitality, they scorn us who live in rapture, beneath the […]
they began as a seed, tiny thoughts growing in my mind
touched by a whisper and nudged lightly on occasion
burst into action when truth no longer mattered
as His Holy Spirit feeds me with wise intent
I bloom into majesty the color of spring
following the gracefulness in His step
listening to kind loving guidance
spoken into a peaceful heart
His pride roaring on that
Grace filled morning
when His eternal
Inspired by the Book of Thomas, The Nag Hammadi Scriptures
29a. Jesus said: If flesh (sarx) came into being because of spirit it is wonderful.
If spirit came into being because of the body
it is exceedingly wonderful.
through the forced rain
trampled without thought
bending her elegant bow
abandoned to rot
lying alone she trembled
her color fading fast
the cold creeping about
her future lucidly cast
unable in any way to hide
unwilling to spiritually stray
her natural light shines
before a pallet of gray
her sole purpose ingrained
giving life to others fully
God’s Glorious plan
her soul purpose Holy
never waning once
grasping no longer growing
now quenched of thirst
faithfully she’s glowing
nesting in your soul
just beneath a cloudy day
right above a dried up creek
lies a motionless rubble strewn path
covered in weak branches
chipped at boulders
and burnt sage of all colors
waiting foolishly stubbornly
for a deluge
to save them
to meet their need
to relieve its loneliest limb
down to it’s deepest root
but the clouds won’t give
and the water walked away
the very same moment you did
some days I stand
in a warm wind
and just listen
to the world
blanking out life
inhaling a fresh
moment of peace
as the breeze
ruffles my hair
and if the moon is up
I watch the clouds
tickling at its sides
brightening its pale face
or if the sun is up
the birds are so loud
I hear them singing
through the bright blur
of a windswept morning
and watch the trees
bowing have a good day
with a natural kindness
to me… just me alone
standing in a warm wind
she was never one for waiting
chasing whatever lit her heart
into a flame
except that one time
she’ll never forget
for it lasted for years
the dreams day and night
the never ending waiting
that never ended
it was just gone one day
leaving an empty hole
where love had once curled up
surrounded by a glow
of innocence and optimism
until the waiting dragged on
like a painful tooth ache
or a throbbing migraine
she’d tried to end it all
but God stopped her
but not the never ending
the never ending ache
darkening her soul
that never ended
for he had always said
time gives everything
to those who wait
and she’d waited
through the greatest years
of her life
a part of her had waited
always been waiting