I write to document my emotions and validate my love.

The beauty of the season is like friendship in bloom, as delicate as the wings of a butterfly and strong enough to withstand the storms of life.

I'll Be Here

I'll meet you in the heavens, I'll be there everyday and just so your reminded, I'll send my love your way. The stars will not just be shining , they'll be working mighty hard to direct to you only dreams happiness from afar. So gaze unto the heavens and each night you will find, that I'm as close to you as the queen bee to her hive.

I'll meet you in the heavens, I'll be there everyday, I'll be there waiting to dance the night away. If you feel me slipping just close your eyes real tight and reach out to darkness and pull me to your side. There is no place for sadness, no room for sorrow and tears, for on our cloud happiness we escape our earthly fears.

I'll meet you in the heavens, I'll be there everyday, to hold you in tenderness till all the darkness fades. My kiss I give thee and it shall never fade, I left it in your heart to get you through the day. If you feel the loneliness try to move on in, place your hand upon your heart to feel my love flowing from within.

I promise to be there, day and night, to hold you close darling for the rest of our life.

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I chose this for the crocus flowers picture because your friendship is gentle like the wings of a butterfly and has stood the test of time.

Loneliness is its own hell

You can't help as you step forward to look back at your life and review the lessons that developed into today's memories. My son called first thing this morning, you would think I had something to do with all this excitement. He went on to speak of a woman he has had contact with for about six months now, they spent two days canoeing, hiking and playing board games. He shouted " she is perfect, she finishes my sentences,etc. She had done her home work on him, she met with his x and everything his x girlfriend complained but just made him that much more attractive to her. Soul mates? It is possible she is older and a bit wiser a but very intellectual, he just might have met his match. Six am and on the phone he hangs up with" I love ya mom. "

I think of life and all the missed opportunities and they why of it all. I think about the layers of life how separate they are meaningless but together they develop the personality of who we are today. In the English language one word can have many a meaning, this in itself leads to quite the misinterpretation. Or might that interpretation being the reflection of ones own inner soul? One of the words that came up in question was lust. The argument was that lust had no place in a loving relationship, that one who lust couldn't possibly love. That lust was emotionless desire for sex. It is true you can have lust without love and love with out lust, but imagine love and lust together.



–noun
1.
intense sexual desire or appetite.
2.
desire or appetite;
3.
a passionate or overmastering desire or craving (usually fol. by for): a lust for power.
4.
ardent enthusiasm; zest; relish: an enviable lust for life.
5.
Obsolete.
a.
pleasure or delight.
b.
desire; inclination; wish.
–verb (used without object)
6.
to have intense sexual desire.
7.
to have a yearning or desire; have a strong or excessive craving lust pleasure, desire. crave, hunger, covet, yearn.

1. Pleasure. [Obs.] " Lust and jollity." --Chaucer.
2. Inclination; desire. [Obs.]
For little lust had she to talk of aught. --Spenser.
My lust to devotion is little. --Bp. Hall.
3. Longing desire; eagerness to possess or enjoy; -- in a had sense; as, the lust of gain.
The lust of reigning. --Milton.
4. Licentious craving; sexual appetite. --Milton.
5. Hence: Virility; vigor; active power.

My heart is satisfied with the beauty of moment,

my soul is eagerness to share in the passion of desire.

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If we fail to explore all that we are and all that we can be...


There are many qualities to a friendship, some embrace to comfort, others to excite but the moment you feed the hunger you brought to the heart a great delight.

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I can no sooner strip the memories from the mind
nor remove your love from my heart.
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Some people get the chance to hold hands, I have the chance to interlock hearts.

Hold me close and whisper words of...

The wind started humming, no words belong, the melody tranquil to my heart a song. la la la under the stars of the midnight sky and  la de la la la  my darling to where you are. The wind started humming, no words belong, the melody tranquil to my heart a song. La la la a kiss I leave upon your lips  and la de la la la is this moment of bliss. 

The wind started humming, no words belong, the melody tranquil to my heart a song. La la la in the morning on my pillow next to you and la de la la la my darling in the sky of blue. The wind started humming, no words belong, the melody tranquil to my heart a ong. La la la a kiss I leave upon your lips and la de la la la is this moment of bliss. 

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I am as far away from the moment as a lost ship at sea. 

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In documenting our love,

 I verify the bonding of our souls. 

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... heart to heart with love and song.

The first bridge ever created was an act of mother nature. The fallen tree that lay across a stream or the mouth of a river clearly displayed away for animals and people to cross a body of water. As human skills improved and technology surfaced we found ways to develop bridges to cross not only bodies of water,roads, railways as well as valleys and rough terrains. There are many ways in which we bridge over obstacles both of the physical and mental restraints. Alexander Graham Bell would have been proud to know how many people were bridged through conversations by phone. The internet has become equally as important in connecting people from great distances. The bridge of hearts is one very few people take time to consider crossing and yet it has such an everlasting effect on those who dare to travel by way of love.

The Bridge of Hearts

We built a bridge, we built it strong, from heart to heart with love and song. It stretches far, its span is wide and as we walk we meet with mind. Excitement paved the first of steps, closer and closer as we lost our breath. Standing high, we looked below and the rays of faith cast a glow. The bridge of hearts stands on trust, extends with laughter love and lust. Over mountains of despair and the valleys where only love would dare. We built a bridge, we built it strong, from heart to heart with love and song. 

 

...a spring to remember.

Meet ya under the flowering crab... honey bee?

Welcome to my big backyard.
You never think it could be possible to be excited each year as when the trillium begin to bloom. It is as close as I can come to describing the feeling of love as it creates a beauty within. Such a love that it continues to grow and grow until it blossoms into the most wonderful of blooms.

Always exciting,
delicate and embrace,
infused in the heart,
like the work of fine lace.

From my desk a window view,

this my love I share with you.

Every since I was a small child, we would gather flowers in spring and place them in vases throughout the house. My favorite place to place them is in the bedroom and the lilacs were the most fragrant of the northern spring garden. Even to this day as I gather the first lilacs to bloom the beauty of memory kicks in and I am the child excited to please, lulling in my youth to simplicity and the woman of passion. Spring has a special quality to it, because it brings with it a new beginning from the chill of winter. Spring reminds us of our strength as we surface from the dark days to the sun filled days of hope.


Today I wanted to do something special for you and the fact is I am most at peace in my garden. I felt child like as I ran through gardens gathering flowers. These flowers are simple, not complicated to grow, but I gathered them for you, to show you how much I love you so.





The Spell of Love





Running through the garden, the sun beat down on my face and I smiled and giggled as if you were here with me in this most magical of place. The quince first caught my eyes as I gathered a stem or two and then I ran for the lilac still in bud with only a few in bloom. The fragrance was divine, the memories which dwell, reminded me of our love from the day you cast the spell. I placed the various flowers in a rose crystal vase and between the little openings my heart felt emotions I arranged. In the center I tossed my love through a spray of dreams and like the almond branches I placed the many memories. Here and there some passion and a opening left for desire, and a whisper of song to sing to you each hour. I'll place them on your night stand, so they may sing to you and the fragrance love reminds you how much I love you. The softness of the petals, the beauty of the bloom all enhanced by the fragrance, speaks the words " I love you".

My words are the reflection of your love

Simplicity defines a spring time bloom,

as the beauty makes its way into the heart.

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Experience feeds the hunger of the soul.

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To imagine never embracing love,

would be to live in darkness.

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Like a chameleon, I feel like I am expected to morph to the emotions of others. In this adaptation of action, the heart weeps and the soul is lost. We reflect our surroundings in our need to survive.

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The trillium blooms blanket the mountain side

announcing spring is in session.

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I knew not why the tears had fallen,

nor what my life would bring,

and as the music stopped its play,

my heart continued to sing.

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There is always been a division between our wants and our needs,

for desire speaks from the heart and necessity has lost the gift to sing.

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The Jekyll and Hyde syndrome is not as uncommon as one might think. We are all torn at times between the voice of the heart and song of the soul.

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When the heart unites with the soul,

no confusion will dwell on our short

lived journey upon this earth.

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I always despised the game of tug of war,

I have felt disconnected ,as I have been

torn in many directions.

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Focus

I am trying to focus, but what's the goal?

When circumstances have the greatest hold.

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The difficulty of emotions aggravates my spirit.

To place demands upon love extinguishes the fire,

 for the flame of love cannot be controlled.

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Happiness grows out of Love! 

Without love it is just an imitation of happiness.

I have always been sensitive to my surroundings, picking up on the energy around me. Whether that energy is of a positive or negative nature, I can feel it as it toys with my emotions.

 I listened as my older children spoke of where their moral conduct was initiated. My eldest said "his christian up bringing gave him a blue print to follow in life", to that my second born said that all he learned to respect came from his mother, he said" she is responsible for his values."  They argued back and forth as my eldest said" it was her teaching of Christianity that she instilled in you." I taught my children to think, to speak, and to listen to their inner being. This gave to each them the opportunity to explore their own purpose in life and to where it made lead. 

I never thought of myself as a great parent, I found parenting at times to be quite a struggle. If anything my goal was to guide and to listen and to be there when they needed me.Home is meant to be our safe haven, where love is abundant and where there is a greater understanding of what is expected of our being of this very limit time on earth. 

An abundance of love leaves no room for hatred.

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The reflection of your love as seen through my daily actions,

 secure, powerful, magical and warm.

As the colors of spring flow through the hollow, the picturesque view gives us a glimpse of paradise. Though true paradise has nothing to do with the physical, as it is defined by our love for life and how we keep our heart open.

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I am secure in the fact I have walked this earth through love, 

only to find it was love which journeyed through me.

Love is the sweetness of your embrace on dark and cloudy days.

... waits for you under the night sky.

I stepped away from the hollow, I left behind my yesterdays. Beyond the perimeters of sorrow, the sky of blue remains. You hold my heart in the heavens, you breathe life into my very soul, captivating the moment, unleashing the earthly hold.

To capture the day and hold the time still, I raced to your arms, that love may prevail. I had not chosen the place, nor the time you'd appear. All I know is this heaven, to my heart your soul it seared.
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When my children were young, they enjoyed reading the chapter stories with alternate endings. I relate to life very much like a chapter story and I am well aware that everything that occurs alters the future. We talked about this a few times, had different decisions been made, where might our choices have taken us? I tried to imagine the journey and the road still untraveled had I walked another path, glanced in another direction. I believe in the great circle, where no matter what direction we lead and what path we travel, we always end up where we were meant to be. Kind of reminds me of the rabbit and the hound and which the rabbit circles back to where it started. Spiritually I think we always come back to where we started.
One person's actions are not to be taken for granted, as history speaks loudly of the importance and the power of the decision making process. The actions of one, can create war, destruction and instill hatred or bring peace, build communities and infuse love.
I remember believing you could live on love, as long as all the decisions made in life came from the heart, only good could happen. That is where the inner connections comes to play, when like hearts and souls envision the paradise in a form of simplicity.
I was reminded that the axle of the earth as it remains suspended in our galaxy is perfection. Movement in one direction or the other would alter life as we know it. In response to the statement, I said " why wouldn't all people be on the same path, knowing that the future was so fragile? " In a sense each of us are here to experience, if that is so, is greed, and violence and hatred as important to the learning process as charity, peace and love? Only through the separation of mind and body can we understand the realm of spirituality and the steps we are to travel.
Energy is at the root of all of life and all that we are capable of. Our interpretation of events and experiences are revealed in the choice making process. All that exist passes through the doorway of life, we are born, we journey and we move on through death.
I sat back for a moment and watched as the extensions of my journey went on around me. I was responsible for the spawning of a new day. I stood at the center of my years of choice and watched the effects it had on tomorrow. Inside I felt an emptiness, I wanted to feel the magic of your touch as we embrace our earthly form. This wasn't the ordinary missing you, I looked up at the sky, at perfection, the beauty of moment and I thought to myself, what could improve upon the day? All that entered my mind was to feel your embrace. We walked along way, we traveled far, welcomed the morning, lay side by side through the night, heart and soul a meeting in flight.

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It is the interlocking of our souls

which completes our existence.

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Every moment we don't share is hell.

Guardian Angel

Everything in life is about time and place, from the people we meet to the various situations we find ourself in. I was anxious all day as I prepared for the last community fundraiser of the season . With the car packed, I went for a ride of 14 long winding miles up and down greene county hills. I had the month of March for my calendar party table, as the auction was going on and the door prizes were being called out several at the table mentioned how unlucky we were. Unlucky? no more than 40 minutes earlier I pulled up to my parking spot, put the shifter into reverse to backup and felt as my breaks gave out. It could have happened anywhere along the route, but they gave out just as I pulled in front of the church. Time and place, everything in life is about time and place. You hear mention of it all the time " it wasn't his time" "we are just passing through""being in the right place at the right time or the wrong place at the wrong time." On the contrary today I was very lucky or blessed, I shouted out thank God! and my son smiled and said" thank Darwin."

Lord, Lord I need to get home,

so keep and eye one me, I'm not

driving alone.

Lord , Lord nows not the time, I've

got a lot to do on this road of mine.

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