"Sea" is where a sunken ship might be.
"See" has two "e's" looking back at me.
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Friday, May 27, 2011
#157 "Rhyming Tips' By Susan Pearl
"Meat" is the food we eat.
"Meet" is the people we greet.
"Sail" is what we do on the sea.
"Sale" is when we save money.
"Here" is a place that is near.
"Hear" is a sound from near or far for our ear.
"There" is a place that is a little bit far.
"Their" is for people who own something like "their car".
They're" is a short way of writing "they are".
"Meet" is the people we greet.
"Sail" is what we do on the sea.
"Sale" is when we save money.
"Here" is a place that is near.
"Hear" is a sound from near or far for our ear.
"There" is a place that is a little bit far.
"Their" is for people who own something like "their car".
They're" is a short way of writing "they are".
Thursday, May 26, 2011
#156 "Time Change" By Susan Pearl
I have reached a point in life where a weeks seem like a few days and months seem like a few weeks.
Time is fleeting, fleeting, fleeting
Like meeting in a garden of fire flies
Knowing this will only be for the twilight time
And then fleet until we meet again.
My heart is beating, beating, beating
So I meet this moment in time
And look forward to each twilight
Then on to a new day's sunshine.
One after the other they come and go,
And each meeting is fleeting so.
Time is fleeting, fleeting, fleeting
Like meeting in a garden of fire flies
Knowing this will only be for the twilight time
And then fleet until we meet again.
My heart is beating, beating, beating
So I meet this moment in time
And look forward to each twilight
Then on to a new day's sunshine.
One after the other they come and go,
And each meeting is fleeting so.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
#155 "Right Conditions And Kite Flying By Susan Pearl
In a field with no power lines in sight I flew a kite,
With my back to the wind, I held up my kite over and over again,
Until the right conditions were in place I knew then it was time to run fast with the wind in my face,
The wind raised the kite high and now it was time to unwind the string and let it fly,
With my cylinder of wood wrapped with string I turned the wood and had the kite fly as high as it could,
Once the sting was to its end with ease the kite flew high in the stong stready breeze,
The kite was so high like a dot in the sky,
It was exciting to see it in the air far away on that beautiful day,
I staked my wooden cylinder into the ground and watched the kite dart around,
And now all I can say is, "What a day, what a day, what a day!"
With my back to the wind, I held up my kite over and over again,
Until the right conditions were in place I knew then it was time to run fast with the wind in my face,
The wind raised the kite high and now it was time to unwind the string and let it fly,
With my cylinder of wood wrapped with string I turned the wood and had the kite fly as high as it could,
Once the sting was to its end with ease the kite flew high in the stong stready breeze,
The kite was so high like a dot in the sky,
It was exciting to see it in the air far away on that beautiful day,
I staked my wooden cylinder into the ground and watched the kite dart around,
And now all I can say is, "What a day, what a day, what a day!"
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
#154 "Non Collapsable Peace" By Susan Pearl
To have a non collapsable peace a person has to buid their life on strengths.
Weaknesses can not rule our lives or our life will collapse time after time.
Weaknesses can not rule our lives or our life will collapse time after time.
Monday, May 23, 2011
#153 "Temptation" By Susan Pearl
When I was a child of five, one of the bigest temptations for me this time of year was the luring sight of a dandelion standing in the yard with the fuzzy circle top.
The dandelions that had gone to seed looked like fuzzy bubbles on the end of a slim stem.
I knew we didn't want to spread the dandelions but I couldn't resist picking the slim stem and blowing or scattering the fuzzy seeds all over the yard as far as the wind and I could take them. I just couldn't resist doing this as a child of five.
I think the important part of life is to grow and as we grow what used to be a temptation to us will become no longer a temptation.
I can walk through the yard now and I don't feel compelled or prone to pick and or even see with fascination the scattering of the fuzzy seeds.
So it is in life, as the things that used to be a temptation to me and held such a thrill no longer hold my attention and in fact I wouldn't even walk across the street to see or be a part of them.
In fact I don't even notice them now.
Feeling hurt was a big temptation for me at one time in my life.
I felt hurt by what others had said or what they had done and their actions affected me.
Now the actions of others are still there but I don't notice those actions or pay attention to them.
I have outgrown the temptation and I no longer experience the hurt just the same as I no longer experience a fascination to pick the whimsical dandelion going to seed.
The dandelions that had gone to seed looked like fuzzy bubbles on the end of a slim stem.
I knew we didn't want to spread the dandelions but I couldn't resist picking the slim stem and blowing or scattering the fuzzy seeds all over the yard as far as the wind and I could take them. I just couldn't resist doing this as a child of five.
I think the important part of life is to grow and as we grow what used to be a temptation to us will become no longer a temptation.
I can walk through the yard now and I don't feel compelled or prone to pick and or even see with fascination the scattering of the fuzzy seeds.
So it is in life, as the things that used to be a temptation to me and held such a thrill no longer hold my attention and in fact I wouldn't even walk across the street to see or be a part of them.
In fact I don't even notice them now.
Feeling hurt was a big temptation for me at one time in my life.
I felt hurt by what others had said or what they had done and their actions affected me.
Now the actions of others are still there but I don't notice those actions or pay attention to them.
I have outgrown the temptation and I no longer experience the hurt just the same as I no longer experience a fascination to pick the whimsical dandelion going to seed.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
#152 "Change / Adapt" By Susan Pearl
I was listening to a lady tell of how she had lived ten years with something she really didn't like.
When she was asked, "Why she didn't change it?" she responded, "I guess I adapted to it."
That brought to me the thought if there are things that have beeen adapted to by family systems rather than face change.
The avoidance of change can bring about adapting to things the way they are.
The acceptance of change can also bring about adapting to the way things are.
Either way "adapting" is a big part of living with things that need changing or living with a change in itself.
When she was asked, "Why she didn't change it?" she responded, "I guess I adapted to it."
That brought to me the thought if there are things that have beeen adapted to by family systems rather than face change.
The avoidance of change can bring about adapting to things the way they are.
The acceptance of change can also bring about adapting to the way things are.
Either way "adapting" is a big part of living with things that need changing or living with a change in itself.
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