returning........

“And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” 

 T.S. Eliot

As a young child,

I spent hour upon hour,

out behind my grandfather's house,

swinging in an old tire swing,

sailing to the sky,

twirling and kicking,

underneath that old oak tree

right beside the railroad tracks.

I'd watch as the train cars went by,

see the passenger car

and

wonder

where they were going,

what they did

who they were

and

as quickly as they passed

I'd be back at it again,

swinging

and

dreaming

and imagining

all the while

taking in the wonder of leaves,

feeling the grass under my feet,

staring at the clouds

and

thinking about the places I might go

someday.

Living in a chaotic world

gives rise

to a longing deep within...

a longing to return

for just a few short minute,

to be carefree,

to sit

for an hour or so

stare at the sky,

kick

my feet

and

return to a place

of long ago

when time

went slow and being

was easy....

It looks inviting,

I'll say that for sure....

being that is...

next time I pass...

I'm gonna stop

and

be....

just for a few minutes...

that is...

Stop and breath and swing and rest

hump day is over...

weekend is coming...

blessings

and

hugs..

down the drain......

 Let the damned thing go down the drain! 

Robert A. Heinlein

Whew!

what the day...

pulled at every angle possible,

problems to solve,

chaos,

tension,

crazy episodes of uncontrollable situations

and

I

hear in my head

and

want to say out loud...

"I am not your MOTHER"--except to the off color kids of course...

As the day ends,

the "things"

crazy things

swirl around my head,

bombard through my mind,

bounce around

and

keep me from lying down and resting...

in retrospect

all the chaos

just needs to go down the drain,

no need to let it bother me,

no need to let it become pooled

and

become stagnant.....

I am going to let the "junk"

the dirty

infestations of my environment

and

my world,

wash off me,

move off of me,

leave me,

all in all

at the end of the day

all

the crap doesn't matter

if

I stop and recall

....

I am blessed,

I am loved,

I can walk and talk and see.

I have food to eat,

a bed to lie in

a big daddy to snuggle with

and two off color kids to keep me young

two nice well mannered labs

and

of course

the Cecil devil dog from hell--who escaped again today--but was caught within five minutes....

big daddy cooked dinner and his mom, mama Dee, came to eat with us,

family, food, and love...

yep...

all the stuff,

is swirling

moving down the drain....

as 

I free myself from it....

for

I am blessed!!!!

happy Tuesday

hugs 

TRANSFORM....................

“Life is change. Growth is optional. Choose wisely.” 

Karen Kaiser Clark

LIFE

it moves along,

moment to moment,

second to second,

the clock ticks turning

and

we grow a bit older....

Change...

it happens,

rustles our feathers,

we try to slow it down,

stop it,

use our energy to convince our self

that

it "ain't" gonna happen to us...

but

regardless of how hard we push up against it,

time

she keeps moving right along,

and

the world,

well

the world keeps a changing...

life

follows her lead...

and

things shift,

transform

evolve

....

we stare time in the face

notice the changes occurring

and

our choice

meets our glare...

and

we make can dare

to

dream, vision,

move,

learn,

evolve,

transform,

grow...

or

not

...and remain stagnant..

tonight

may we all choose wisely...

and

grow...

happy Monday...