Tremors

I hope you’ll visit me at Dreaming Existence for today’s post Tremors . 
i look forward to seeing you there!

Natural Order

Hi, it’s me again. Just dropping a link to my new post, in my new place, in case you wanted to stop over and take a look. It was a half bright, half rainy weekend but good to have some recuperation time. Sports was a bust after nail biting anticipation but the views and company were very nice. Hop on over toDreaming Existence to my new home to find out what was going on in my back yard! It was thrilling for me. But then again, it doesn’t take much to do that. 😉

 

The Sin

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To disappear within the velvet

shadows, exploring perfection’s

treasure,

to

 breathe in the scent of desire,

sweet and heady, comes the fire-

soul dies

heart cries

tears of ecstasy and sorrow

for the glare of tomorrow

creeps over the horizon

to

steal away the sultry, steamy

hallows where longing lingers,

cruel fingers

draw back the curtain

to reveal

the awful sin

alas!
No one watches, nor hears

as satisfaction disappears

 before shame,

waiting in vain for judgement.
Alas!
No one cares.

To disappear again….

Cheryl KP copyright words and image 2019

 

 

That’s What It’s All About #1LinerWednesday

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You put your right foot in, you take your right foot out…

(We used to go to the roller rink every Friday night when I was in Jr High and High School. This little ditty was on a cycle about every hour or so during our rink sessions. It’s so much more fun trying to do it on roller skates! 😂)

This post brought to you by Linda Hill’s prompt

#1LinerWednesday

 

The PeaceWithin

Anyone who has ever followed my blog or knows me well understands my idea of peace. While I continue to envision and pray for universal peace, I know that true peace can only be found within each soul individually. Every one of us is responsible for finding that place which  we can retreat to for solace, comfort and the assurance that all will be well in our souls.

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For those who accept the idea that our lives are guided by a higher power, Peace then comes in that knowledge and acceptance, each finding their own way of communion with Spirit. What name this guiding force is called matters not. If universal naming were important we would all be in trouble here.

What matters most is that every living thing find a common pulse, that place in which we all become one, even for a moment. Call it prayer, meditation, communion or simply quieting the mind from the constant chatter that we have come to know as commonplace in our lives.

The peace I find comes in the shade of the Creator’s Love, this beautiful spinning orb of rock, water, gases and cellular magnificence we call Earth..and home. I spent my Thanksgiving breathing, relaxing and being. I spent yesterday reveling in our home and its inhabitants. This is my church and these are my fellow worshippers. We are thankful for our breath and what each if us knows as perfection in life. The genuine moments of peace that sustain us through hardship and loss. These are the gifts, the treasure, the cool shade of a Love that knows no limit.

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Snowy egret in Canaveral Seashore National Reserve
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We take wing when fear consumes us. Or we trust in Spirit and wait
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Can you hear them whispering?
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I missed seeing my hawk friends so often

 

 

It is a good thing to find joy wherever you may be. It is another to be in a place where joy bombards you from all directions. For me that place is within the living world.

May you find a reason to be thankful in every day.

This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt.

If our walk made you thirsty, head on over to Dan’s place. They are serving up cold ones in spite of the impending snow predictions. 😉

Old Man #Photography

Old man, take a look at my life…

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I’m a lot like you…

I need someone to love me…

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…the whole day through.

Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true..

 

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Old man, take a look at my life,

I’m a lot like you were…..

Seeing these moss- bearded ancient trees brought to mind an old favorite song of mine. You are amazing, Mr Young.
*Beauty, courtesy of Mother Nature and the tender care of Florida Sugar Mill Gardens friends..