Blinded to the Light

Once my son said to his daughter “Grandma is a little crazy but you can trust her.” Although she was just three years old, hearing him say that in my hearing meant that I had come a long way. My best friend of over forty years once told me that when I came to her…

A Strange Gift

pin.it/w4a5xiexgrhhcu What you like one day is a whimsical fleeting fantasy of mind, often coming from the pure joy an image brings. It creates a story perhaps or a poem. How happy to find over months-even years-this small Joy trickles alone bringing inspiration or dreams or happiness to dozens of others. I wish I knew…

Too Dark a Light

Words unexpressed like millions of seeds lost to the wind teem in my mind. Whirling against the portal of a black hole, it’s gravity overcoming all resistance. Images in Blazing Colors like flashbacks seer seams of striating lost hope on the blank canvas. Picking up the brush from it’s jar would take the strength of…

Contemplation on a Theme of Higher Thought

Almighty God, unto whom all hearts are open, all desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid; Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily magnify thy holy Name; through Christ our Lord. Amen…..1929 BCP

Silence Before God

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People cannot become perfect by dint of hearing or reading about perfection. The chief thing is not to listen to yourself, but silently to listen to God. Talk little and do much, without caring to be seen. God will teach you more than all the most experienced persons or the…

Glamour and Camera

“There is nothing new under the sun.” Women.  Our eyes are on our friends (and enemies). We dress for them, not men. We watch our figures for them. Meticulously we apply rouge and mascara. Our hair is our crown, hairdressers our un-spoken coveted necessity. Women. We would have beauty before all things and covet elegance,…