Nature’s Face/Photography/Poetry

At times I trudge through my life, sometimes with steps as light as air,  yet often as though pulling lead balls chained to my ankles; still,  I find constant comfort in the face of Nature.  We have had a dreary sort of Winter, although the holidays were bright and full. The unrest in the world is palpable, carried on the chilly wind and hanging in the raindrops that seem endless on every weekend that comes around here in Georgia.

Yesterday was a reprieve and I was determined to find solace in the free blessings and gifts of Mother Earth.  The message in her soul is always the same, so clear and encouraging, sometimes more so in those arenas made by humans to showcase her handiwork.

 

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We are here!!!

Each face is as unique as our own, their expression and exuberance so real you can almost hear their voices singing for the change of season.  I believe Nature’s joy in Spring is contagious. Can you hear them?

 

Spring tiptoes in on velvet slippers,

 

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Peering around dark corners and waiting in the shadows,

lest the jealous heart of Jack Frost linger to nip her nose

or sting her toes…

 

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Would that I could soar and fly

on dragon wings into the sky.

the bees might envy me-

I say…

 

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Excuse me, Sir, are you going my way?

 

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Alas, my human body is bound

upon this thawing, sacred ground

called terra firma.

but..

My dreams can fly!

 

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As I peer into the laughing face of Sunshine, teasing us from moment to moment..

 

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I know my thirst will be quenched
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As Nature finds a way
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My cup shall run over again
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A smile insists that hope exists
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And never lonely shall I be

 

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With Nature as my muse, you see?

But vigilance and care must reign

or all was labor thus in vain.

 

We must not let the forever sun set on the Creator’s gift.

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Ask not for whom the bell tolls.

It tolls for thee and me and we,

but never they…

 

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For Nature always finds a way…….

Today’s images brought to you courtesy of the Atlanta Botanical Gardens, an ever evolving transformational vista of living beauty, located right in the heart of an enormous, bustling city.  It can be done when we nurture the spirit of life and give her room to blossom!

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Happy #Free48 everyone.

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Affirmative, Captain #SoCS

We need to get this straight. I will affirm here and now that I have felt less than inspired in the last week. I’m working on the novel-still…maybe forever..but really loving the progress. It is just not something one can easily do at the end of a work day or week, popping from pragmatic, ordered thinking into fanatstical dreaming reality.

Affirmative, Captain.

I mean I usually can, but lately the world has just felt so…heavy. I affirm I am not a fan of old Man Winter. And I love men in general. Just not sadistsic, self indulgent, harsh and cold troublemaking men. Just why Mother Nature has him in her circle is beyond me. But then, taste in friends is always quite subjective isn’t it? It takes all kinds of people to make a world. If we were all alike we would either be hugely bored or constantly fighting ourselves.

 

I affirm that life is wearying at times, and when I was younger I held older people in the highest regard, seeking their wisdom, understanding and encouragement. For the most part I am exposed to situations in which older people are viewed and treated as outdated, stupid or at best uninformed, and gulity of some heinous crime of destruction that most of them are completely unaware. Perhaps the crime is just being older than 30. I thank God each day my children are not this way.

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When I was in the Christian church growing up, we were taught to always put yourself in others’ shoes, to empathize and express compassion. There was a humbleness in being a child of God. I suppose there has always been a double edged sword aspect to religion..any of them, just as there is duality of spirit within each of us. I just know that I would rather stand quietly alone, with my hand in His, than stand with a mob of angry, accusatory, self righteous finger pointers whose main goal is to be the best, the biggest and the chosen. Since when did being a Christian become a popularity contest?

I affirm that God’s greatest gifts exist all around us, that peace can be found in the tiniest miracle of life, that entertainment is free in Mother Nature if you just take a moment to breathe and to feel her presence. Soul healing does not exist in a book or a prayer. It is in your own hands, the ones given to you in this life. Perhaps we should stop shouting, ”God, save us!”

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Maybe it’s time to whisper, “God help us to save ourselves.” We have to stop making our own messes then blaming everyone else for them,  which includes..

No, honey, the devil did not make you do it. We all have a choice and the light and dark exists in every one of us.

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affirm that when I love someone it is forever, even if you choose to cast me aside. Anyone who has ever found a place in my heart will remain there forever, and my family means more to me than anything. If they hurt, I hurt. When they are in pain, it is mine. When they are happy, my world is perfect. I know no other way.

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I love the friends I have made here, in this magical realm of blogging, where like minds can meet and feel less alone, share ideas and laughs. We all do such a wonderful job of encouraging, lifting one another up and being there. Thank you to any and all who have done this for me. And if you feel like a beer check out Dan’s frozen corner of the world. Now, he has some Winter tales…

I affirm that I am ready for Spring, budding flowers, buzzing insects and balmy breezes. Meanwhile, we can always dream..in fact I must insist that you dream with me, or we might not see her face again!

 

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What do you see when you step outside?

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Thanks to Linda Hill and her #SoCS prompt, ‘affirm’.

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In a Moment #1LinerWeds

 

In a moment it could all change,

a life and its contents rearranged.

In the blink of an eye

without knowing why

reality shifts,

the rifts

in time grow wide

we slip inside,

swallowed up

to rise

with eyes

wide shut…

again

and

again.

When will we learn?

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Pristine landscape, abundant wildlife, courtesy Costa Rica conservation.

Living perfection, courtesy of the Creator. Show some respect before it disappears again.

I have been so discouraged that the majority of people I meet and speak to daily care nothing about what the future holds-for our planet, our country, or our mental and emotional well-being. It would seem people are most comfortable complacently assuming things will somehow just work themselves out. And I meet so few ready to fight for a better way, not even willing to speak out for it. I long to live on an island, not be an island surrounded by a sea of heartless humans…

(The Enya is for you, Debbie.  We shared everything. Still miss you so much.)

 

Abandoned #ThursdayDoors

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I fear my countenance now has changed,

the wear and tear of life has stained

my skin-

within

the cracks grow long,

what once so strong

now wounded, bleeding

as my soul pleading

begs for release from

time’s relentless march,

the Minutemen beat at the door,

I ask for just a moment more-

or two

with you.

Where were we when

began the end?

Why did we sneer

and jeer,

the thought that all might end

and no longer could pretend

still called this life so real..

I feel,

I feel…

abandoned.

Future is but a memory

and past has long forgotten me.

But this sweet moment

here and now

etched on creased

and weary brow

will for eternity be pressed

in memory’s book of

happiness.

CKP Copyright words and photos 2019

Neverending Story/Photography/Music/Movies

This is from one of my favorite movies since my boys were young. I can’t even recall how many times I have seen The Neverending Story, a touching, imaginative film from the 80’s.

Beyond the main theme which guides the film-that we dream our world into existence and when we stop believing in our ability to dream and imagine, our world is in danger of disappearing-there are a dozen sub-themes such as self worth, loyalty, trust, vision, standing for something and fighting the forces of darkness.

In the clip above, our young hero Atreyu, who is tasked with saving the world from the rapidly encroaching Nothing, is approaching the portal where he can ask an important question. Many have tried to pass through the Sphinxes Gate,  but none possessed the confidence to pass through and were killed when the power of the Sphinxes was released after seeing into their souls.

It is one of the best moments of the film, although there are many.  Simple in terms of CG and special effects, the movie is still magical. It speaks of courage, friendship and loyalty, tenacity, hope and defiance in the face of almost certain defeat.  It teaches the message that the only thing which truly destroys us is giving up.

When we took a hike last weekend, I was so excited to be able to actually see Into the naked woods, with the trees undressed and showing their basic character-no frills.  We were close to the end of our four hour walk when we came upon these nearly twin giant Chestnut Oaks.  As I looked to the tops of them at the sky peeking between their reaching branches, I was immediately reminded of this scene in The Neverending Story.

 

Maybe you just had to be there….

After this gate, Atreyu must pass through the Magic Mirror Gate which was said to be the hardest of all to accomplish, for one must look into the mirror and see their true self without succumbing to madness and horror. It is in this moment that a stark realization happens for two of the movie’s prime characters.

Most people think they know themselves well,  but if we look very closely, sometimes what is revealed is not all that we thought or that we would wish of ourselves.  I like to look at my beautiful children and hopefully see a bright reflection of my best self within their eyes.

If you haven’t seen this movie at some point you should.  And if you have a child, do bring them along….

Our lives are all entwined as we walk the path of this Neverending Story call life.

For Ande, my own “Atreyu” and Barrett, “Bastion” .  Never keep your feet on the ground!!

First Lights

‘Twas the week before Christmas,

and time, it would seem,

to seek out a few of my favorite things.

 

The local town square is always so bright

with sparkling magical holiday lights!

 

But first…

A feast!

 

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I know it doesn’t look much like roast beast!

The Whos were having their office affair

Decked out in their jammies, with nary a care.

 

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Time to pay up and get out in the air!

 

The lights were all twinkling

We went straight to the Square!

 

 

 

Reflections I see

in the spheres on the tree-

such curious faces

staring back at me!

 

Wait! Is this a Prince I have found?

 

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Sitting alone

on the cold, hard ground-

but where is your crown? 

I kissed his cold cheek

all damp with the night.

He was not shy,

and did not give fight.

 

Still,  he sat there on

his rock and remained

a frog-content,

and without shame.

 

The lights! The lights I see..

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They light up the night and

my heart with glee.

 

Swans a swimming,

frogs a leaping-

all within my heart

for keeping.

 

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At this time of year

restraint disappears

and like a child

my soul is wild

with hopes and dreams

as love light gleams

across the world.

 

Oh, why can’t every day be like Christmas?

 

 

The night was dark

and nothing scary

though our ‘free’ dessert

was something hairy!

😱

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Shame on you kitchen friends. And it had such promise….

This post brought to you by Linda Hill and her #SoCS post prompt.

For adventure and some historic doors hop over to Dan’s place. That guy does some traveling!

 

 

Once Upon a Time in Paradise

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It’s sad to think it has been nearly four years now since we made the move back from Costa Rica. Since that time we have planned and been unable to revisit our second home on two separate occasions, both due to natural disasters.

In the past few days I have been going through photo files and reminiscing about our very special experiences there. I loved the photography opportunities almost as much as the people and all the unique places we were able to visit.

As I explore more files I will share more of our time there since many of my new friends here didn’t know me back in 2012 when I first began this blog as a way to share our lives in the beautiful country of Pura Vida!

Once upon a time in Costa Rica, we visited a spice farm named Villa Vanilla Spice Farm. As it happens, this tour was one of the first we took on our original journey to Costa Rica, long before we made the move. Once we lived there I had the opportunity to revisit the farm with my best friend when she came to visit us.

The farm grows orchids, which include the vanilla plant, which is actually an orchid. They also grow various bromiliads, cacao trees, carambola (star fruit), peppercorn plants and ceylon cinnamon trees.  Ceylon Cinnamon    is known as true cinnamon and is the variety you need for real cinnamon  health benefits for blood pressure and blood sugar control. The best part of the tour is learning how the owners and workers grow, harvest and prepare these natural plants for consumption. Tasting was fun too. Near the end of the tour, there is a treehouse with a magnificent view where the tour ends with chocoalate and cinnamon specialty coffees, vanilla cookies and a very special mandarin lime cheesecake. Heaven!

Take a walk with me and I’ll share a few photos with you.

 

And at the end, with the heat finally taking hold, we climb to the patio of the “treehouse” for a cool breeze, tasty treats and a breathtaking view. If you make it to the  Manuel Antonio/Quepos area, this tour is one of the traditional ones but well worth the time and sweating.

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I could sit there all day……and you can when you live there. 😉💕