Category Archives: somethin’

rainbow heart

i meet people online that are open to sharing.  we have the desire to share and communicate in common, and writing online is one of the ways that we do that.

by way of my interest in poetry, i met tiger windwalker on twitter.  he often tweets short poems called haiku, and has a good sense of humor.  i have since found that there are quite a few who like to do haiku twittering.

one day,  not to long ago, tiger asked for my address so that he could send me his book of poetry, and asked if i would write a blog on it.  so i did… and he did… and i am.

i have not finished the book, but, i have read through most of it.  i read book poetry slowly, going forward and back in the pages.

tiger’s words speak of an open heart and a love of being surrounded by nature,  a desire to slow down, to see the beauty around him, and thankfulness.  and his poetry reflect this.  he travels in a different circle than i in some spiritual beliefs, yet our circles overlap in words of friendship and the beauty of creation.

tiger, thank you for your sharing from your heart.

tiger windwalker
book: walk in beauty journey of a big sir mystic
blog: coyote dolphin 
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Labor of Love

by tiger windwalker
from “walk in beauty” page 70
~~~

I held the piece
Of rough marble in my hand
As I fashioned it
I worked it
Grinding
Then sanding
Stage after stage
I squeezed it
Flipped it
Held it on end
Caressed it
Until the marble
Began to take the shape
Of my hand

As it became smoother
And smoother
Its surface began to reveal
a map of delicate lines
And subtle colorations
Somehow it felt like my life
And that of  the stone
Were emerging together
I understood
That all of the painful
And challenging experiences
I have encountered
Have been the abrasive grit
That has given definition
To my character
Time and Life’s erosions
Have exposed me
For who i really am…

God’s hidden treasure

~

Bill Monroe – I’m On My Way Back to the Old Home (Live)

back in the days of my childhood

in the evening when everything was still
i used to sit and listen to the foxhounds
with my dad in the old kentucky hills
i’m on my way back to the old home
the road winds on up the hill
but there’s no light in the window
that shined long ago where i live
soon my childhood days were over
i had to leave my old home
for dad and mother were called to heaven
i’s left in this world all alone
i’m on my way back to the old home
the road winds on up the hill
but there’s no light in the window
that shined long ago where i live
high in the hills of old kentucky
stands the fondest spot in my memory
i’m on my way back to the old home
the light in the window i long to see

stuff

thursday
is the day
i wheel the
full
trash can
to the end
of the lane
and set it
not too close
to the road
and
not too far
from the road
so that
the big arm
on the truck
will pick it up
and dump
the rejected
stuff
into it’s hold
and set it
back down
empty

book discussion . week 1

mc book

i put the book on hold in my library system right away.
because i wanted to take part in the book discussion today.
and today is the day i was able to pick it up.

i see that the book is divided into five books.
the first book being, right and wrong as a clue to the meaning of the universe.
and chapter one of that book is, the law of human nature.

lewis is stating here that humans have a sense of right and wrong.
of course we do!  we ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.
it is actually a curse that we know such things.
it would be better if we could just put the cat back in the bag
and be with God in the garden.

he is calling this sense of right and wrong, human nature.

i would say that human nature is… to do what we can get away with,
without getting into a situation that is uncomfortable.

and, one can be uncomfortable for many reasons.

our actions are pretty much in tune with human needs,
and then human desires.

we have a sense of how we, ourselves, want to be treated.
and, we can understand the feelings of others when we listen.
but, our own thoughts and feelings tend to be the most important.

i can hear lewis when he says that we want to think of ourselves as being
good, but, then find that we can not be what we see as good.

it is quite the struggle to be good or even look good, when one is not.

it seems i have read this book before, but if i did, it had to be ages ago.

*
this post is linked, for the book discussion,
at the blog of Sarah Salter,
called living between the lines.

get ready…

.
track

get set.

i found this big sidewalk that had white lines and yellow numbers.
there were some people walking and running on it.
though i don’t know why they were running, because the sidewalk
didn’t go anywhere but around in a circle.
i guess some people just want to get back to where they started from
as quick as they can.

go!

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kat the cat

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last night we gave kat her tomato juice bath.

in this photo, she’s almost dry,
but still not too happy about the whole thing.

and…she still stinks.

poor old kat.

❀

i might give robin’s recipe a try this weekend.


1 quart of 3% hydrogen peroxide
ΒΌ cup of baking soda
1 teaspoon of liquid dish soap

Mix the three ingredients together and use immediately. The chemical reaction produced from these 
ingredients lasts only a limited time. If you use this formula to remove skunk odor from your pet, be 
sure to rinse your pet off with water. Do not let the solution soak for more than a few minutes. 
Paul Krebaum, a chemist for the Molex corporation in Lisle, Illinois, has developed this odor remover 
which works on anything including decomposing organic matter, fecal matter, urine & skunk spray.






( robin, thanks for the recipe. )

thursday – 9:10 am

i have gone through my email and have read a few posts.  it’s time.  time to be grateful and thankful to God as i clean.  in the thankfulness i enter into relationship with my God.  time to clean the skunk smell from the garage and the side of my car…and the cat.  God will speak to me today, as i clean, wash the dishes, cook, put away clothes, do laundry, as i am grateful.