Bury Me Beneath The Weeping Willow - Songs of the Carter Family

 

Life is a process...

 

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble from defeat to defeat.

Perfection is static, and I am in full progress.

Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.

-Anais Nin

"Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return." -Bible-Genesis 3:19

"While I thought that I was learning to live, I have been learning how to die" - Leonardo da Vinci”

― anais nin

Source: https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/

ai art by me

I Meant to Do My Work Today

 

I Meant to Do My Work TodaybyRichard Le Gallienne
I meant to do my work today—   But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,And a butterfly flitted across the field,   And all the leaves were calling me. 
And the wind went sighing over the land,   Tossing the grasses to and fro,And a rainbow held out its shining hand—   So what could I do but laugh and go?
Source: https://www.yourdailypoem.com/

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Lyrics

I meant to do my work today
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree
I know that one too
And a buttefly flitted across the field

And all the leaves were calling me
And the buttercups nodded their smiling heads
Greeting the bees who came to call
And I asked the lizard the time of day

As he sunned himself on a moss grove
And the wind went sighing over the land
Tossing the grasses to and from
And a rainbow held out its shining hand

So what could I do but laugh and go
My mother died when I was born
I live with my father on our own
And we had a cottage where we'd go
And he died too, now I'm alone

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Elton John / Bernie Taupin

And in the morning...

And in the morning they shook their pillows violently, hoping all the dreams they lost that night would tumble out.

-Joseph Gordon-Levitt

Source: Poetry & all my emotions on Facebook

It Looks Like Rain

Sometimes in life, there are situations that leave us lost for words. Times when we don’t know how to respond and don’t know what to say to others.

Times when we’re scared to acknowledge the obvious because we don’t want to upset people.

And yet...

Our grief is never lessened because someone pretends that it isn’t there.

Our sadness never ups and leaves because someone skirts around it.

And our worry does not dissipate because someone acts as if it’s invisible.

And whilst there is something to be said for perspective and distraction,

there is also something to be said for someone holding your hand and saying “I’m sorry this is happening. It’s ok if you need to cry.”

Sometimes we just need someone to acknowledge what we’re feeling.

Otherwise it’s like seeing a huge, grey cloud overhead and everyone saying, “look how blue the sky is!”

It doesn’t make us feel better. It actually makes us feel like we have to hide. Like we have to ignore what we feel. Like we have to pretend.

There is no point in pretending the sky is always blue because in reality, sometimes it is grey. Sometimes the clouds fill with rain until they simply can’t contain it anymore.

And no one pretends they’re not heavy. No one avoids telling them they’re grey. Because it would be futile.

Instead, we look up at the sky and we say, “it looks like rain”.

Because acknowledging the rain doesn’t make it worse. It actually makes us better equipped for it. It actually means that, instead of drowning, we put on our coats, and we prepare for the downpour.

And we listen to the rain.

But we do it together.

Under the same umbrella.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2024

Artwork by Brigitte Stemer

'It Looks Like Rain' is a poem from Words to Remember 

Source: Becky Hemsley Poetry on Facebook

to wander

 

"There are days when I don't feel sociable,
I'm just happy on my own,
to wander through my thoughts and dreams
In the quiet, I've found I've grown.
As much as I like the laughter shared,
The chatter and the cheer,
I find a deep peace in solitude,
Where my world feels more clear.
I chase the sun, I read my books,
I sew and write and play,
With every moment spent alone,
I find a brighter way.
So here's to solitary time spent
doing the things that inspire me
For sometimes in the stillness,
I discover who I'm meant to be..."
Author unknown, credit to Serendipity Corner pg
Artist unknown via Pinterest

Source: A Friend on Facebook

It is a new day

"They say beauty comes from a 

spirit that has weathered many 

hardships in life and somehow 

continues with resilience. 

Grace can be found in a soul 

who ages softly, even amid 

the tempest. 

I think the loveliest by far is the one 

whose gentle heart bears a hundred scars 

from caring, yet still finds a way to pick up 

the lamp, one more time, to light the way 

for love." 

Susan Frybort 

Martin Piwowarski Illustrations 

Source: Bring Side on Facebook