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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Journal September 30 2009

Gratitude And Ponderings
1- the gentle lap- pause- lap
of teeny tiny waves upon the shore
2- the slate gray blue
green blue
black blue out near the horizon
3- the chill cool enough
to put a sweater on
and be thankful i have
the protection
of the walls to keep
the north wind at bay
4- birds sing songs
gulls squawk their screeches
as they swoop

5- i wonder why the little sandpipers
on the shore
always remind me
of my neice
Lindsey Elizabeth
they walk with dainty, darting steps

6-steve says:
as the sun slides up the slope
of the eastern sky
the prism of water

turns turquoise

7- i stand here at the water's edge
the water is crystal clear

pale green dancing mosaics
remind me that we are
in part, affected by
the waves of energy
that surround us
be they gentle or stormy

8- each dancing patch of water
is connected to the whole
of the gulf's water
as if we each are a patch
sewn lovingly by our Great Gandmother
into the quilt of life

9- there are no state or country lines
dividing us
the fabric of the continents
is simply different
from the fabrics Great Grandmother
chooses for the fabrics
to symbolize the waters
of the world

10- we think
our patch
with its memories
of this life
is unique
and it is

11- but it is connected
sewn stitch by stitch
connecting us
to our place
and to each other
in the cosmic ocean of love

12- from Stella's card #20 Judgement
preparing to drum in the spirits
that they might bless me
the drumming is the rhythm
with the heartbeat
of Mother Earth
and will call forth
the Spirits from within
-lay myself open
to the glaring scrutiny
of the Grandfather
and pass the test
of being pure on the inside
-as a warrior
i lay aside
the desires of the flesh
to obtain
the blessings
of the spirits
-Breaking away from
conventional patterns of thought
-moving ahead
-Breaking away from old ties
-Directing energies
in a more positive direction

Journal September 29 2009 Tuesday

Gratitude and Ponderings

1- I awake to the

of the unicorn

telling the swan

yet another story

2- I swoon and surrender

to the tender

fiery passion

of intense love

consuming me

3- burning me up

until the drosses

of my personality

and ego

fall away like feathers

4- and i am the flame

of a candle's light

burning bright

5- this day is made

for a journey

i feel the winds

of Grand Adventures

licking at my soul

6- [from Stella's tarot]

Seven of Thunderbirds

The Spirit of Harmony

dances when two elders

sit in council.

The elders call forth

the spirits to guide them

(in any decisions

that need to be made

affecting the tribe

as a whole.)

Now is a time

to conserve energy

so I will be ready

when things

start to happen.

7- We stopped in Pensacola

and ate at one of our favorite restaurants

Tre Fratelli Restorante

across from Seville Square.

Then walked around the corner

to visit the Mole Hole

(a gift shop.)

8- We found luxury accomodations

at Henderson Park Inn

2700 Scenic Hwy 98


9. We visited our artist friend

Don Sawyer @ Harborwalk


and bought one of his bright

island house paintings

10. We watched the sun set.

11. We saw the moon over

palm trees.

Greetings from Destin Fl

Steve and I are staying at Henderson Park Inn. The moonlight is
shining on the gulf water. We saw Don Sawyer and got a painting from
him and arranged for him to paint a picture of our Fish River abode. I
want him to paint the gypsy wagon in it. I have been reading from
WHITE FIRE a book about women spiritual leaders in America. I'm going
to read a bit in DWELLER ON TWO PLANETS and nod on off to sleep. I
will put my jounal entry in tomorrow when we get home.
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Monday, September 28, 2009


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Journal September 28 2009 Monday

Gratitude and Ponderings
1- I am so glad I live
in a neighborhood
where David Kaiser's
Bill can fix my jeep's
air conditioner for $10

2- Great Aunt Sal's
confederate rose
is doing its thing
bright white bursts
of flowers
fill it each morning
and transform into bold
beautiful bright pink
during the day

3-things that make
me go mmm . . .
raspberry preserves
on rye toast
4- the card i drew
from Stella Bennett's
this morning is 0 the Fool
how appropriate
for me
when it talks
of new beginnings
it's message:
tells me
to have willingness
to risk putting
the familiar behind me
and invites me
to enjoy the present
showing that all doors
are opening for me
its upright meaning:
reminds me
i am at a crossroads
in life
(what else would you call
the first year of retirement
after years of teaching kindergarten?)
the card says
i'll have new beginnings
in all areas of my life
and i should look for
unexpected and unplanned
circumstances and situations
It tells me this is a time
for important decisions
and choices
and says i should be
prepared to put the past
behind me
(i am slowly clearing out
my old teaching stuff
to make room for new
treasures for writing
and hopefully one day
weaving on a floor loom
collaging with soul and spirit
creating art in new ways
i have yet to explore
just plain ol exploring
the . . .'s of infinite possibilities
to new blank pages
in my book of life
when i retired
continues to bring
revelations to me)
5- [from my ESSENE BOOK OF DAYS]
today I will bring
the spirit of Freedom
to my:
trust in the Powers That Be
to lead me
6- feelings:
-What shall i
radiate out from me
this day?
-How often will i stay awake
in spirit this day?
-What blessings, treasures
and joys will i discover?
-What will i do with the
energy that flows through me
from the One Source
that feeds and empowers
us all?
7-Looking down the street
across Scenic Hwy 98
to Mobile Bay
near where i started
my new knitting class
with Maxine today
More later!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Journal September 27 2009 Sunday

Gratitude And Ponderings And Wanderings
A Walk To The River In My Back Yard

1- There are few things I in-joy
more than
hearing the birds sing the sun awake
in the morning
or walking down
to our floating platform
on the river

2- the trees and bushes
create a tunnel
for the path
i am to walk down

3- i pause to look
at the house
with its many faces
of color
blue with yellow trim
peach with turquoise
i delight in the different
combinations of caribbean colors
that paint its different sides/faces
it is a good dwelling place
to come home to

4- the sun shines
through the green
to light the path
i am to walk on

every corner i turn
brings new delights

5- when i look up
soaring pine trees
point like fingers
to Grandfather Sky
Father God
the powers of creation
that designed this world
and set it in motion

6- each twist and turn in the path
reveals a new vista
with its tunneled path
beckoning me
come to the river

7- i miss the bamboo
blown away
by some hurricane

8- and still the path
there's water further on

9- i come to the old rickety
part of the walkway
we took years to build
using delapidated piers
from Dauphin Island

10- I step onto it
remembering its purpose
to give us walkway
over the marshy bog
that covers much of our land
(the part down by the river)

11- the rustic walkway
could be a picture postcard

12- but there came a time
when we realized
we would be old
and have walkers/wheelchairs
before we could finish it
at the rate we were going

13- i step up from
the old rickety part
we built
onto the raised walkway
we hired 2 youths
to build for us

14- this new, raised part
of the walkway
is easier to navigate
and still the path
urges me on
i wonder what
i will see when i follow
its next turn?

15- turning a corner
i can see
the navigation ditch
and a path
that runs straight
far, far into
the marshy bog
i know it's
a long haul
but i can
sense it
will be worth
the travel when
i reach the
end of this
wonder path

16- along the way
i try to capture pictures
of the yellow wildflowers
that grow here
near the path

17- each simple yellow flower
is exquisite in its beauty

18- after a long straight stretch
with another turn
if i look toward the path's end
i can see the sparkle
of the river's water

19- anticipation
and excitement
and expectation
build up
as i pass
through places
where the green
frames the water
like some precious
/priceless painting
in an art gallery

20- who would think
this rustic huck finn
raft tied to barrels
so it will float
could be so sacred
as to provide sanctuary?
a simple place
where one can be in spirit
uplifted and fulfilled
with the Divine
water, water everywhere
the ripples dancing
in the breeze

21- i can see swan island
a place i can canoe
or swim to

a thin finger of land
separates our body of water
from the main river
with its hoopla
of loud, noisy jet skiers

22- white flowers fill the bushes
that hide us from our neighbors
the water still connects us

ah! our Lady of the water
twinkling like diamonds
in the bright sun's light

if you look closely
on the bottom section
of my backpack
you can see a dragonfly
one always flits
and flutters
and lands on the end of
my bamboo stick
that i use to gently
push aside spider webs
on my walk down to the river

23- yellow flowers (goldenrod)
add their splash of glowing color
to the white and green

24- simple white flowers
with their sunshine yellow centers
grow in profusion
like everyday, ordinary people
(honey bees like these flowers best)

25- i wade into
the mucky bottomed water
at the bank's edge
camera in hand
to try and capture
in a photo
the bright royal red
of an Indian Paintbrush
26- when i go to put the camera
up on the floating raft
i see a bug
in his wings
walking in circles
on the wooden plank
27- his eyes
poke out
like black globes
i wonder
28- i swim out into the water
and float
in that world famous
davinci pose
my arms and legs
posed in the water
my face
kissed by the sun
29- when i walk back
homeward bound
it is dark
i notice the moon
has drifted her sassy self south
and doesn't shine directly
over my path
even so
her milky white light
shines to show me
how to wind my way home
30- oh the blessings of this day
fill me to the brim
and overflowing
with joyous delight
31- i delight in sharing
my walk down to the river
with you
32- i wish everyone
in the whole, wide world
had a path
in nature
like this one
that could lead them
to sanctuary
bon secour
/safe harbor
33- goodnite!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Journal September 26 2009 Saturday

It is hard to believe that our gypsy wagon
started out as a dream,
then it was just a black metal trailer.
Dale built a box on it.
He gave it its soul as a gypsy wagon.
Then we hauled it to south Alabama
from North Georgia.

Now it sits in our front yard
awaiting Jay's finishing touches
before the roof man can fiberglass the roof.
One day soon we'll get to paint and decorate it.
Then we'll take it on the road
and travel wherever our hearts lead us.

We left the house this morning and went to visit Katy Spears alpaca farm close by.
It was enroute we heard about Lucas falling off a float in a parade last nite.
We saw cute baby alpacas with their faces that remind me of camels and their bodies that make them seem similar to llamas.

We saw them eat.
You can see them, too

This photo reminds us that Eli is Lucas' big brother.
Both Eli and Arianna can walk and run and move around.

They'll hafta watch Lucas be immobile while he is abed.

We saw a man take strands of wool
and spin it into thread.
His thread was thick and coarse.
He let me try and
I could sense
it would take practice
to learn how to feel
when to release.

The wife pedaled her spinning wheel
with her bare feet.
Her thread was thin and fine.
It came from a baby alpaca's
first shearing.
It felt so soft, like comfort, like home.

Afterwards we went to the Daphne Jubilee Art Festival.
Gratitude and Ponderings
1- [ Stella Bennett's #19- The Sun card
2- The sun represents the spirit
of who we are.
3- The rising sun over a marshy meadow
(the walk to the river in our backyard
is on a raised walkway
over a marshy bog)
brings the promise and hope
of a new day.
4- oh joy! i awake to a new day
full of adventures
-visiting Katie's alpaca farm
and maybe going to Daphne's
Jubilee Art Festival
5- (back to the card)
our red swans
are symbolic
of the purification
and cleansing
that we have gone through
on our journey.
The warm sun
brings comfort and healing
to the soul
of the weary traveler
as s/he refreshes her/himself
and prepares to take wing
on her/his next adventure.
In Native American symbology
the swans show a willingness
to accept who they are
and allow the Great Spirits
to transform them into
what they can become,
as they transformed
the ugly duckling into
the beautiful graceful swan.
The swan brings grace and beauty
into our lives as well as
the peace that comes from
being willing to turn our destiny
over to the creator.
MESSAGE: Your enthusiasm
will provide the warmth and light
needed to bring about the rebirth
of the spirit.
UPRIGHT MEANING: A very positive card.
Answer is yes in almost all situations.
Happiness, good health, secure relationships,
financial security, happy home.
Academic pursuits, especially favorable
in the areas of the sciences.
Inventers and inventions.
The sun can bring healing to any situation
or circumstance.
6- in one of the first stories
steve and i wove together
he was the unicorn
and i was the swan
and he would take me flying
in the magical moonlight.
on our flights we taught each other
the ways we looked at the world.
each nite we told the story
led us on Grand Adventures
soaring high in the sky
swapping stories that revealed
the language of our souls
7- i was up all nite til 7 am
this morning
exploring on the computer
8- first i wanted to find out
about Mary Ann Moore's
mapping your spiritual journey
9- then i fell into exploring
mind mapping
at the bequest of my life coach
Debbie Happy Cohen
10- I explored my hero
Jack Canfield's newsletter
11- found Adam Sicinski's
Study Matrix Mind Map showcase
12- then dicovered the very best of litemind
by Lucuiano Passuello
where I found a wealth
of info on mindmaps
and how to journal to the self
he thinks
like i look through a dictionary:
one word leads to another
and that word leads me
to 3 new words, etc, etc
14- finally i've begun
to sort through more teacher stuff
i'm blazing way
into my office-piano room
everywhere i look
there's more to do
-shelves by steve's desk
in the living room
-find the floor again
in the blue bedroom
-finish what Linda started
in the fictitious hot tub and sauna room
-clear off the balcony
-sort through paintings
file cabinets
and treasures/junk
we've accumulated
from mama and great aunt sal
- i spoze that when I have
finished all this
and have spare time
i should sort through
Christmas closet
old art stuff
and the mud room, too
of course, there's still
ARE stuff to pack up
no wonder
i've been avoiding
cleaning up
like the plague
-it just goes on and on
and seems neverending
-suzy homemaker
i am not
15- i miss the way Kim
would take treasures
and arrange them
into eye catching points
of focus
i wish i had a flare
for doing that
maybe then i'd feel rewarded
for all of the drudgery
of clearing out
and cleaning up
16- ah! new spaces
will allow places
to be new ways
we are growing
to be retired
17- and now here
late at nite
i pray a prayer
for our grandson Lucas
who last nite
was half run over
with a float
in a parade
they operated
late this afternoon
to fix his broken femur
and he'll be in cast
immobile for a while
18-but oh joy!
he is alive!
and none of his internal organs
are damaged
he was so brave
and did not cry
until right before
they were to operate
on him
he breathes!
he laughs!
oh! joy
and thanksgiving
for the blessings
of this day