people do not fit in boxes
they fit into skin
only dead folks can be put into boxes
image . by nancy marie davis 2016
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Category Archives: i noticed that…
traveling through time
i went forward
into the past
young men
set in a way
until they believed
it was their way
in them
is
that little skip
in their step
the swagger
no one bothers
to tell them
they still have
one plus one
added up to nothing
one too many times
and
the counting stopped
~
broken
in
like old boots
my
grip
on Love
has changed
while Love
i find
has always stayed the same
.
venue
.
Saturday evening i went to see an outdoor concert. It’s been awhile since i have attended such an event. Long enough that i realized that, with age, i no longer want to get to a place early to ensure a place to sit, and i wouldn’t want to pay extra to stand in a sea of arm pits, and last but not least, i don’t care to attend a concert with the scent of porta-potty in the breeze.
It was a beautiful evening. I left early and enjoyed the drive home.
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broken weekend blogging rule = abolish rule
i am only beginning to understand
the overwhelming need of sharing
the desire of together
and yet
there is the fear
the fear of the other person
i wonder
if most disfunction that we perceive
in ourself and others
is not in the desire
as much as it is
in the fear
Love
the unexpected
comes out of the expected
life out of death
revelation
out of the ordinary
within the day to day
exchange of conversation
God’s golden breath of light
whispers
“I am here”
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the collection agency
Have you ever noticed that when some things are gathered together
they can start to look very different? I’ve seen it with lots of things
that don’t look all that great on their own, but, just put it with a few
more and suddenly it looks pretty impressive.
I have a few smooth stones that i have collected on the beach. Are
there any things that you have collected and gathered together?
The above photo is by friend and photographer, Steve Gravano.
He wrote, “Whenever I go for a walk, I have my camera. I’m amazed
at how much litter I come across. I am a little embarrassed to say that
Long Island is about the worst place I’ve ever seen when it comes to litter.
We have a five cent deposit law on carbonated drink, beer and water
containers. It doesn’t seem to help. Go figure. Sometime last year I
decided to put together a collage of cans that I found.”
I think that the cans look pretty good as a collage.
i noticed that…
contentment grows like an oak tree
happiness is like blowing bubbles
joy settles-in like fog before sun rise
love is like and old dog at your feet
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photo via *
what we do
Have you ever noticed how many things we gather and herd? Things jump into our hands and end up arranged into our world until we are surrounded by mountains and plains of things. Stuff that becomes our companion, distraction, and attic, basement, garage and spare room filler. It’s like there are little stuff magnets in our fingertips. We juggle things, move things, lug, dust, store, and….gather more things. Sometimes we go through and figure out who to give some to, or where to take some of it. We end up putting some on the curb and attaching a “free” sign. Even the things that deserve to be thrown away are gathered at the goodwill for another person’s magnet-fingers to find. And in the spring and fall, the dreaded “yard sale” signs go up…and we slow down the car to get a better look…
photo from flicker
now
i have been thinking
that thinking
too much
about just
one thing
or
thinking
too much
about anything
that is not
now
is just
what we do
but God
teaches us
to
do
and be
with Him
now
to listen
now
and
i think
that
man made labels
are
in fact
man made
and
do not,
i repeat,
do not…
ever
tell anyone
who you really are
photo by leo reynolds via flickr
i noticed that…
…there was someone waiting for their person outside the grocery store yesterday.
i noticed that…
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the knife slid back and forth across the board,
slicing the bread.
i took a piece
and placed it in my mouth.
without thinking
i took another,
and continued slicing.
suddenly,
finally,
i remembered.
.
i noticed that…
.
it’s wonderful
to have clean towels to fold
and a place to put them
.
i noticed that…
…this is pretty good advice.
those fears can be real bears.
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I NOTICED THAT…
My faith is a matter of the heart. I am realizing that living out of this faith is better than writing about it. And if i am going to write, it is much better to write to God. The writing is mainly to try and process thoughts, but it also feels like a prayer. It would probably be better to write my pondering onto paper, as it is not something that is meant to guide anyone in their faith. With that thought, i have decided to delete my latest posts along these lines, and maybe some of my older ones as well.
A LITTLE SOMETHIN' 