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Arizona Sunset

                                                          L. Grimley

Seek not peace, yet seek not strife,
But be assured that all will be
As God has set forth for all destiny.
Come not looking for answers smooth
To questions of life as yet unused.
Live each day knowing that when
The time has come for things undone,
That all will unfold and all will be told,
As those of old have seen and spoken
From days long ago.
                                               L. Grimley

Peace at Christmas and all Year

Peace the Angels Sang                                   

And the angels sang
On high to the Almighty
Peace on earth good will

This film was made in 1939; it’s a cartoon, but a very sobering one, pause for much reflection on Peace on Earth!

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Let There Be Peace On Earth

Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
The peace that was meant to be.
With God as our Father
Brothers all are we.
Let me walk with my brother
In perfect harmony.

Let peace begin with me
Let this be the moment now.
With every step I take
Let this be my solemn vow.
To take each moment
And live each moment
With peace eternally.
Let there be peace on earth,
And let it begin with me.

         written by Jill Jackson Miller

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Monday the eighth

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Here is what I call art photography – a photograph of mine that I have creatively made into an art piece.

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Visit to the Iona Abbey – Scotland

Iona Abbey is located in the Inner Hebrides Islands on the Isle of Iona on the west side of Scotland.  It is one of Scotland’s most historic and sacred sites, well worth seeing.  It is very peaceful and beautiful.  For more history on the buildings and crosses read here.

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 St. John’s Cross

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 Right behind the St. John’s cross is the St. Columba’s Shrine

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Inside St. Columba’s Shrine

 

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 Here are some views inside the abbey.

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I enjoyed this tour of Iona and Mull the best of all my sightseeing here in Scotland.  Here is a view of the Forth Bridge and building of the new one on our way home.

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Diary of a Frustrated Writer

Diary of a Frustrated Writer

 

That world out there stays the same,
It’s me inside that goes insane.

The world goes on no matter what,
But me inside, no matter what,
Never stays the same – or so it seems.

As I wrestle with the many dreams
That flicker, flash, then fall apart..

                                        L. Grimley ’81

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Laughter I hear, do ye?

Laughter I feel, do ye? Where?

Around the trees and around the bees,

As they busily busy themselves with the trees.

Do ye know what I mean?

As the laughter wells bigger and bigger,

It seems most impossible to straiten oneself,

In the proper perspective

Of one in good health.

Who could understand the lifeless door of ease

As each little couplet comes across the

Channel  in need?

 

In need of what?  Laughter I say,

For who can be taken

Through life’s dreary door

If nowhere there be

Any laughter to make

The journey agree

                       L. Grimley ’75

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Days That Make You Strong – Maybe

 The day started well.  Woke up early – I’m a night owl but somehow have turned my nights into day and day into nights.  As I started my day, doing what comes naturally, turning on the computer, I thought about my plans for the day.  First on my blank slate was to work on my drawing.  Thanks to a fellow artist my interest in artistic endeavors had come back full bore.  Just then the phone rang.  It was that same number that had been calling me for days – from another state, never left a message; and I was sure it was a robocall so I never answered it.  Well, it’s time to find out who this is, I thought.  So I checked the number on Google and found the number belonged to Kohl’s store.  Hmmm.  I just opened an account with them at Christmas, were they doing a survey or what?  I called the number and the lady informed me I was overdue with my first payment.  This couldn’t be, as I remember registering online.  As I was talking to her I looked up my account and found, yes, I had registered but — oh yeah, I remember now, since it was several weeks before my payment was due I decided to wait to make a payment – and never did!  So the $25. savings I made by opening an account was quickly taken away by a late fee!

As I’m relating all this to a friend on FB I get yet another call.  This time it’s a fellow member of a club in which I am the recording secretary.  She wants to know am I going to be coming to the meeting “today”?  What?? A meeting? Today!??  Oh no, I hadn’t even written it down in my organizer.  In one and a half years I had never missed a meeting.  I was mortified.  How could this happen?  The week before, when the phone person called to see if I would be coming to the meeting I said, “of course”, but wondered why she was calling so soon when the meeting was almost three weeks away.  Turns out February had two meetings scheduled instead of the regular one meeting a month.

So my lovely day was fast becoming troublesome and my spirits were dropping fast.  Trying to stay strong, but spirits dropping fast.  I knew this month might be a hard one since it is the second anniversary of my husband’s death.  But just when I have moved on to start a new life with new purpose and I invite love into my life again – only to find it is unrequited love.   Now my spirits have bottomed out!

The phone rang again and it’s my newfound friend who invited me to go for a walk in a most exceptionally beautiful park the day before.   Her humor and good cheer helped lift my spirits – enough so that I was able to get to work on my drawing.

Upon awakening the next morning I went through my morning ritual, turned to my FB page and found a very dear lifelong friend, whom I had shared my tale of woe to,  had posted a blog on my timeline Not Everything Happens For a Reason: The magic words to say when everything is going wrong

I could relate to the article – I had been in a “why me, why me” for sometime in the past month.   If someone had said to me,  “everything happens for a reason” it would have added to my grief not lessened it.  So it is my friends who care for me and listen without platitudes and well meaning but ill-timed advise who lift me up and out of despair.

Onward and upward!  I am stronger!  And I turned to this strengthening little God-sent scripture this morning:

Psalm 34:18   The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart, and saves those who have a crushed spirit.

Protected By Angels

Go to Sensational Haiku Wednesday for more haiku (prompt today is revisited) and ABC Wednesday for more posts on the beginning of the twelfth round of the alphabet – A! A is for angels.

Memories from past
Bring thanksgiving for angels
From our God above

King James Bible – Psalm 91:11
For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

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Out of a sound sleep I bolted upright. Just before awaking I saw (dreamed?) a car was coming right at me – and I awoke with my heart pounding. What did this mean? Was this the end? I was visiting my daughter in Florida and in a few days I would be headed back to Georgia to pick up my motor home which was being repaired and then go to my brother’s home where my mother was visiting until I returned to take her back to Cape Cod to pack up her belongings and move back to my home in Arizona.

When I finished dressing and was having breakfast with my daughter I felt compelled to tell her
my dream and said, “I just want you to know I love you and Stephanie (my grand-daughter) – just in case you don’t see me again”. The dream was so vivid, so real – I had never experienced a dream like that.

A few days later I had returned to Georgia, picked up my repaired motor home and was ready to start on our long journey to Cape Cod. At this time, mother was 92 years old, and we were traveling with my little Pomeranian , Sushi, and her two cats, Ginger and Pudy Cat. We all piled in the RV and headed on down the Interstate highway, stopping occasionally to stretch our legs, take rest room breaks and gas up.

The second day on the road we were in Virginia and I noticed it was time to refuel, so after pulling into the gas station, Mother said she wanted to go into the small convenient store, which was unusual since we had already visited the restroom before leaving that morning. I helped her into the store and went back to gas up the motor home. When all was taken care of, I went inside to pay the cashier and there was mother paying for a couple of angel figurines she had found and just had to have! After we climbed aboard Mother put her angels in the glove compartment for safe keeping. And we pulled out and headed up the Blue Ridge Parkway.

It was a nice stretch of highway – four lanes, two headed north and two going south, divided by autumn-tinged scenic foliage. We had only been driving about ten miles and I was in the inside left lane when all of a sudden, about two cars in front of me, I saw a red car go flying into the air and come crashing down into the middle of the two lanes. This happened so fast it was like a dream! In what seemed like split seconds, all the cars beside me and in front of me had disappeared and all that was in front of me was a red car, spinning and sliding right towards me. In just that brief second I had to decide, is the car going to slide off the road in time for me not to hit it – or is it going to spin right into me? I waited as long as I could and the car was just a few feet in front of me when I swerved to the left and floored the gas pedal. We made it! And I quickly pulled off the road and looked behind me: the red car had come to rest right in the middle of the road, totally mangled. It evidently had hit the guard rail at the side of the road and ricocheted back into the road. Mother saw a man helping a lady to the side of the road and she was sitting on the highway guard rail. I saw the man who had pulled off in front of me running to the lady with a blanket. We were at the bottom of an incline and looking back could see the cars were backed up about a mile. I called 911 as soon as I saw the victim was being tended to and reported the accident and where we were located.

When Mother and I got back into the motor home and drove off I thanked God and His angels for keeping us safe.


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Winter is here – where – searching Haiku

Prompt for today is “search” on Sensational Haiku Wednesday.  And I couldn’t resist adding a few more haiku about winter – or that I feel are winter-related. *All photos are clip art from MS Office 2007.

Air is dry and crisp
Numbing and chilled to the bone
But where is the snow

 

Atmospheric song
Icy snow-capped mountains on
Perfect mirrored lake

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Heaven overlook
High and mighty in the sky
Serene valley floor

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Low billowing clouds
Mighty high mounds of snowdrifts
Frigid Arctic air

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Art Journel Entry – Paint Party Friday

I’ve finally picked up my art journal and created a feast – thanks to titbelsoeur for the inspiration! I started with a placemat designed by Elena Vladykina/Ruth Levison, started stamping away – and then added printed paper and tissue paper. I probably could do some more (and maybe will later) but wanted to share with Paint Party Friday, Creative Every Day and Sunday Sketches. You can click on the small photos and see them in gallery size.