Right Where We Are

 A murder of crows

A bouquet of toes

A gaggle of geese

A mouth full of teeth

A herd of cows

An eye full of wows

A star in the night

A wish with some might

An end of ALL wars

Where love in flight soars

Laughter and light

No bombs in the night

Restful sleep

Dreamers reap

More moments of peace

The doves released

A more peaceful world

A new life unfurled

Life will go on

We'll cherish each song

From near or far

From right where we are ~

True Story

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On our way home I wrote a poem on the fly 

Hit post and watched as the darn thing died

It was for the floofers and boopers

The reason for pooper scoopers

So if you've a furry, fluffy, pet of your own

Perhaps today you should make your love known

Show me a picture, tell me the tale

Who picked who, did love prevail?

It's Just Me

 

Me and my big sister

Me and my big brother

It's Just Me 

I can't breathe!

Can I feel?

In this world

So unreal

You were here

Now you're gone

It's just me 

One sad song

But I'll be there 

The place you go

The place that I

Have yet to know

 

Somewhere over the rainbow

 Way up high beyond the stars

Where love builds in the highest

Then dances around quasars

Language Skills

 Say what?

Why do people feel the need to suck as people? How is belittling others anything but bullying? There are good and bad in all flavors of people so it isn't one color or race leading the pack. Mine, mine, mine is not something I expect to hear from adults but we have become tribal and closed minded and for what really. How does your native language disrespect mine? It doesn't. No matter what language is spoken. It doesn't. Those that get angry to hear another language are very insecure I believe. They have been listening to the BS that is so readily available and from so many different sources.
If not for the true Natives, the Navajo, WWII could have given all of us one German language and heritage and how would your life be today? The thing is we are almost all of us a part of each other. I am not one race I am a combination of many. For the believers we are all God's children. We shouldn't be our physical attributes but our diverse backgrounds and knowledge. We should be good humans who learn from one another and enjoy the food and other customs that are not our own without berating our fellow humans. Life is short. Let's enjoy the dance while we are here.


We can and should do and be better. H.U.G.S

Love is Love is Love

Love is kind, love is round
Love is a circle, love knows no bounds
Love is born but it never dies
Love lives on, the smile in your eyes

Kindness. Love. It isn't hard.
Life and death. Both take part.

Love is a whisper
Love is a roar
Love cries out
Tears may pour

But love is love and ever will be
Love kept alive in you and me.

Dear Senator Ted Cruz

The world and it's lack of respect for women is being less tolerated thanks to the voices of the #MeToo movement. I watched the process of the Supreme Court nominee and I can tell you as a victim of multiple childhood sexual abuse, you Senator Cruz must pick a side. I along with so many other women and men that have been violated (each in our own way) were watching with the hope that maybe this time our voices would not be overshadowed or shouted down and one of us would be heard with grace and reverence.

You should know, as time goes by the memories of our experience(s) move deeper and deeper (survival mode) which thankfully make the ability to recall our trauma(s) less descriptive. The details are not as clear. Somethings we will not remember but there are things we will never forget. Because of our silence we have been invisible. As we have started to share our truths we still scream silently as we continue to be overlooked or politely patted on the back with a condescending, there, there.

Judge Kavanaugh in his explosive belligerent rant that included "a calculated and orchestrated political hit fueled with apparent pent up anger about president Trump and the 2016 election. Revenge on the behalf of the Clintons because she lost the election" and other conspiracy nonsense clearly showed he does not have the temperment to sit on the Supreme Court. We aren't asking for much. We want our pain and suffering to be seen for what it is and to protect the Supreme Court from a person such as Kavanaugh who has multiple allegations that are concerning, to be seated for a lifetime appointment. Please have the courage to say no when you are asked to vote. Opening the FBI to the limited scope of investigation is a first step. Make your girls proud and vote no.

And no surprise, he voted for Kavanaugh. What a supreme mistake. And after the "boys" couldn't even ask their own questions. I guess they couldn't decide any different than the other "boys" on the committee. Can't wait to see if he has any intelligent thoughts about Khashoggi's murder or if he again falls in line with 45.

C'mon.

Ted.

Road Trip 2018!

Want to live with your grandparents forever? That is the environment we are creating by keeping people in the Senate beyond their expiration date. I'm not dissing the elderly (I am quite fond of many of them and becoming one too) but there comes a time when we the people (that includes everyone of voting age) have to take action. Instead of going to grandmas' year after year after year. Let the folk who have been stuck in the 40's and 50's return to their memories of their "glory days" in the comfort of their own home. They can enjoy old reruns or have some playtime with the littles in the family without us trying to coax them into the present day way of life which is clearly outside their purview. They have done enough. Seriously. What if you cook the dinner? Have it at your house (your rules, your TV, your menu or you call for a pot luck). We know what happens at grandmas'. Grandma does a lot. Maybe it's time for a change. Some of the old geezers are way to comfortable in their power. Let's take the keys and drive them out of office.

Watch Sen Orrin Hatch  OMG This old white man . . . completely out of touch!

He may be stuck in the 40's and doesn't know women are people too. Why do we vote for old geezers just because of the "shining R" by their name? Vote for a relatable, on your side candidate. Don't vote for a letter! This guy is clearly beyond his use by date. Give him a nice rest in the home, at home or anything but in the senate.

Life isn't fair but you can use your voice and your vote to step up and speak out. We need elected officials to do what is right for us as a society by working together. #CheckExpirationDate2018

Sink or Swim

You can turn your head, you can walk away

But really it won't take the pain away

You can deal with it now or sometime after

You can cover it up with the sounds of laughter

You can trip on your future while lost in your past

Or swim to the surface, let your voice make a splash

Speak of your truth, scream if need be

Continue to yell though there's no guarantee

The words you say they may leave you broken

The demons, the doubts could cause a commotion

Scream it, say it, spill all your guts

Get it all out before you go nuts

But most important let yourself heal

And over time your mind will reveal

This painful journey, the path you've been on

It has kept you going and made you strong

Sink or swim, it's always your choice

Reveal your truth or lose your own voice

#WhyIDidntReport

Family Is Relative (Until A Death Occurs)

Three years ago today my glass was full and raised in love to a favorite person that I love beyond the stars to this day. Even before then I had learned some realities about family dynamics. The hard way. I am not uneducated in these matters but don't expect loved ones to act so (there is no good word to use here so help yourself to your goto word selection). 

I was the local stepchild of a step "family" once years ago and that relationship taught me that blood was thicker than water. I was water. My husband, son (favorite of step father was what I was told but can I believe that now?) and I were invited to a Christmas party at a local step sisters' house. We arrived a few minutes early and walked in to find that the blood "family" was cleaning up from their having a pre Christmas party party that didn't include us. Water. Us. Just the three of us. I was so confused. Are we not family or just not family? We left as soon as we could and I never have been able to forget how hurt that day made me feel. My Mother was working out of state and my sister was far, far away in the flatlands of Amarillo. These same step sisters, step brother and step father were the family I had yesterday so was yesterday a lie? According to the need for an additional "family" Christmas party, yes it was.
Families in mourning may do some very odd things. Whether the deceased head of household be a patriarch or matriarch I can attest that among the oddities is having a private ceremony or rituals that exclude "family" of the "family". Yes, it is the prerogative of the "family" to have an invitation only event(s). But isn't it for the "family" whom these things are planned and carried out ~ done so to comfort the family? Did the family funeral planner(s) think she was a celebrity that was not to be shared with anyone not family? She was my Mother while mine was dealing with hepatitis. She drove to Burleson when I got sick at school. We lived with her and her family for six weeks while our blood mother recovered. Her daughter taught me to drive. She wasn't a celebrity to me. She was my favorite (only) Aunt.

I can only imagine how life could have been kinder for those "family" members that were not included, and yes that exclusion included me. I was asked to speak at the funeral which I did without hesitation. No other invitation was extended and at first I didn't even recognize that I was not invited to the "family" activities. I considered myself to be immediate family. Who spent the first Mothers' Day with my sister and I the first year after our Mother passed away? So what was the reason to be excluded? Was this because it was the last request by my favorite Aunt or was the family trying to keep other family members out for reasons I'll never know or even try to understand. My pain, my loss, my greif was left to cry alone. Now orphaned fully and unrecognized as family or friend of my very favorite Aunt. I was nothing. I wasn't permitted to witness my cousins, their children, step children, grandchildren, step grandchildren or close friends release butterflies or to have final closure at the burial.

 

Family? Now I know the true meaning. Family isn't a blood line. Blood is removed as part of the passage from life. Family isn't a water line because as we are returned to the earth the water evaporates. 

Family is relative until a death occurs. 

Family is a love line. 

Family is what the heart, soul and spirit knows to be a real love filled relationship that drives you to be a better you. Family  leads you always to light. Family is the people you love that love you back. Family engages in a meaningful, joyful relationship without leaving you bewildered on your own or unrecognizably bewildered at the loss of another family member. 

Family is who you pray with. 

Family is who you pray for. 

Family is your kind deeds in action during time well spent. True family is what makes your spirit soar and your love light shine for all to see. Light 

What horrible thing(s) was I expected to do if invited? Show up? Granted my mother was not as wealthy as her sister and just as of today I now wonder had my Mother still been living would I have still been excluded from the last memories. Would my mother have not been invited either? I do know it is beyond cruel to break an already broken heart.

So happy I spent time with my Aunt while she was here. I know she loved my family and me. We often bought her dinner and she thought we were the coolest. Light 

So, if you are responsible for the final arrangements but the decedent by death has made you beyond wealthy (which makes you ponder who to trust or you were paranoid already), know that love is kind, inclusive and shines beyond the stars. No need to split to sit on one side of the church or the other. It isn't blood v water. There is no competition in family. Look for the shiny people. They truly loved your loved one and will benefit from the rituals of an inclusive family. 

Blood is thicker than water but light? 

Light shines beyond the stars. 

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I am blessed to have my son his wife and grandkids who will likely be making my final, final arrangements. They know the light thing to do.

Love is kind (and shines eternal).

Mother To Mother

The Bridge Crossed Before

The rainbow bridge has been crossed before
The pain and grief knock down the door
We cry, we wail, we scream in our grief
We spend more nights crying to sleep

Sid was a good dog, we laughed and we played
He helped me to garden and didn't run away
He listened without judging or guilting me ever
He always had time for me, retreating never

I will miss my furry small friend
I will miss him from this day until then
He will cross my mind and in memory smile
My sweet little boy who was here for a while 

WO ~ 2018

Rainbow Stampede

The clouds have given way to the morning sun and the rainbow stampede has just begun.
Throwing out colors from floor to ceiling a brand new day just for healing.
All of the broken rested through the night, all of the pain tucked out of sight.
We wake we rise with eyes anew with purposeful dreams that give us a clue.
How do we heal as we walk away, from promises broken of yesterday.
We'll take a walk, we'll play ball after supper. My beautiful pup who is like no other.
The rainbow bridge ~ well it must be real for heaven to have any earthly appeal.
Please run to find me when it is my turn to cross and if you would, please bring the boss.
A deity that I'm dying to see, to hug and praise for giving you to me.
I miss you, I love you beyond the stars, and no one ever had a love like ours.