well connie ask what our aj secrets are
i am addicted, there i admitted it!
MORNING DEW Peace 4 a Piecemaker Faith 2 step out
Sunday, July 10, 2011
AJ Secrets
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Mystical Early Morning
early this morning the rain was pouring down, my backyard side view - mystical.
Three HawksThursday, July 07, 2011
My Body The Land
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
The Shroud - Ring Not Yet Worn
my poem i wrote to accompany this video for natasha's class. its about my dad's wedding ring. when i was three he was killed in a car accident - went off a bridge and ended up submerged in the water.
my mother gave birth to my brother the day after my dads's death on my oldest brother's birthday 5 years apart.
when i planned to marry i asked my fiancee if he would mind my sizing down my father's ring for my wedding band and that ring is still worn by me today 31 years in marriage. here is the poem:
Ring Not Yet Worn by Me
the ring not yet worn
now sunken below the water
shrouded in death had come to rest
when they pulled him out
no breath, no pulse, no life
what would become of his wife
giving birth to a son in grief
a name sake now to bear
at her heart strings he did tear
this little one a sudden reminder
alone at last no one could find her
why this puzzled look - a longing
he being buried in the ground cold
she picking up knowing to be bold
the children so young to feel the loss
until the ring not yet worn
placed on her hand brought new life
for on this day she became his wife.
Dec 20, 1980
natasha you have stretched me and stretched me, i love you for that! its kind of a play on words - with ring not worn (my dad did not have it long enough to become worn and it lay in my mother's jewelry box for a little daughter to gaze upon when she was allowed to go through her mother's jewelry until twenty-two years later when i put it on my finger taking my vows in marriage.)
my mother gave birth to my brother the day after my dads's death on my oldest brother's birthday 5 years apart.
when i planned to marry i asked my fiancee if he would mind my sizing down my father's ring for my wedding band and that ring is still worn by me today 31 years in marriage. here is the poem:
Ring Not Yet Worn by Me
the ring not yet worn
now sunken below the water
shrouded in death had come to rest
when they pulled him out
no breath, no pulse, no life
what would become of his wife
giving birth to a son in grief
a name sake now to bear
at her heart strings he did tear
this little one a sudden reminder
alone at last no one could find her
why this puzzled look - a longing
he being buried in the ground cold
she picking up knowing to be bold
the children so young to feel the loss
until the ring not yet worn
placed on her hand brought new life
for on this day she became his wife.
Dec 20, 1980
natasha you have stretched me and stretched me, i love you for that! its kind of a play on words - with ring not worn (my dad did not have it long enough to become worn and it lay in my mother's jewelry box for a little daughter to gaze upon when she was allowed to go through her mother's jewelry until twenty-two years later when i put it on my finger taking my vows in marriage.)
Monday, July 04, 2011
Sunday, July 03, 2011
we purchased this lovely art piece from kirkland's because it reminded my hubby of his home place. after hanging it in our bathroom it fell off the wall and cracked, hubby wanted to throw it away. i couldn't bring myself to discard it.
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there is a crack in everything. that's how the light gets in." leonard cohen
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there is a crack in everything. that's how the light gets in." leonard cohen
are you cracked? let God's light shine in you.
Saturday, July 02, 2011
With Love Christine
fairies in my garden
you inspired me to do this abstractercise painting this morning after reading your story and seeing your beautiful aj page of your flowers and butterflies. all the background music are birds and insects in my yard. maybe natasha will teach us how to put music to our vids.
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