Breathing Through A Dream

Don’t give up on what you feel in your bones

Remember that it helps you to breathe

Even when you’re bruised and broken

A moment with this is more than enough

Maybe that vision is who you really are

If only you let yourself dream you’d learn that you can still breathe

Written sort of for the Dungeon Prompt: Faith, Tolerance and Mutual Appreciation. Check out Sreejit’s post for this prompt as well! Also, finally learned how to embed a video on my blog.

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2014 in review

I didn’t even know that WordPress did this until I was checking my email. This last year has been a lot of fun. (smiles)

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 4,600 times in 2014. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 4 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

You Can’t Forget

They thought that it would never come for them. That they would never have to answer for what they were and what they refused to do.

Fools.

Then again, the young are always said to be foolish, not wanting to acknowledge the duty that they were brought into this world to fulfill.

Mother wouldn’t let them ignore it forever.

Some day, Mother would fill him and show them just how wrong they were to deny it.

A smile spread across Neal’s face, the insanity contained within would give any who saw it night terrors for the rest of their natural lives.

It was convenient that nothing was left alive around him.

Somewhere in the Ether, where Chaos was sealed, it shared his smile.


Inspired by the redo that Sreejit is doing with all of his Dungeon Prompts. I thought about it and decided that it would be a lot of fun to revisit them as well! This was a revisit of Dungeon Prompts: Chaos.

Old Song, New Thoughts

Listening to music is something I have done my whole life. Everyone in my immediate family growing up played at least one instrument besides voice. A lot of us played several and each of us knew how to read piano sheet music to some extent even if we didn’t know how to play it.

I listened to my mom create music from the melodies that she said life was made of. (I’m paraphrasing that in a horrible way, by the way.) She loves music, loves to play whatever comes to mind. She even writes some of it down.

Today, I’m listening to someone play one of my mom’s more complex pieces and realizing that though it isn’t played the same way, it’s still just as heart-stoppingly beautiful. In fact, it’s like hearing something I’ve heard all my life being played in a new arrangement even though it’s not.

It causes me to sit and ponder the meaning of the song, a song that is as much a lullaby that my mother sang to us as played for others, in completely new ways.

The World is White – SoC

Can’t wait to hop out the door
Or scurry through the snow.
Not stopping to even take a breath
Since I know where I want to go!
Until this moment all winter long
My world has been nothing but grey
Eventually I knew that white would fill my day.
 
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image: from martha0stout’s phone

Well it finally snowed and then stuck for the first time this winter! It was wonderful to see the way the snow continued to fall all day long yesterday. The world seemed consumed by the gently falling crystals.

image: martha0stout's phone

image: martha0stout’s phone

This little poem was inspired by this weekend’s Stream of Consciousness prompt.

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They Will Feed And Clothe You – Thankful Thursday

So, my sister’s youngest boy has this thing where he needs to feed people. Usually people that he knows, but I have known him to steal all of our cracker packets and fruit snacks (back when we did bagged lunch at the first elementary school they went to before we moved) and then take the to school and give them to other students who, and I quote, “looked hungry enough.”

Even now, he likes to make things (sandwiches, hot dogs, breakfast burritos with eggs and potatoes that he’s cut up and fried himself) and then ‘discover’ that he’s made ‘too much’ and then start handing them out to anyone at the house. The last five breakfast burritos that I have had were because he ‘made too much and don’t I always tell him not to throw away perfectly good food?’

Seriously, my nephew likes to feed people.

His older brother is like that, sort of. He likes to make sure people aren’t thirsty. Every time someone comes over he asks them if they want milk or water or herbal tea or hot chocolate or juice or whatever we currently have in the house. Even if it requires him taking the time to heat up the water and then mix it all up. He gets this kicked puppy look if you don’t accept the drink, waits for you to grasp it (even if you were only going to take a sip of his soda) and then he runs off, yelling that you can’t give it back now.

He likes to give things away that are his if you even look like you like it.

My sister’s boys, I tell you. Someday I’m going to walk out of a store and see them feeding people while my niece is trying to convince those with less warm clothing to put on one of the jackets or other warm clothing that she’s holding.

One time when I was in high school, early high school, I fell over (this was after The Accident and it happened a lot) and she worried that I would get too cold because I couldn’t move for a while. So my little three-year-old niece (at the time) went for the nearest thing she could find to cover me so that I wouldn’t get too cold. I had fallen over by the tea cart that had these really long drawers where we kept all of our table linens and napkins. So my little niece, who didn’t want to leave me in the room along long enough to get a blanket, emptied the drawers and placed every single table linen and napkin over me. She hunkered down next to me to share body heat and together we waiting for someone to come.

She still likes to wrap people up whenever they look cold.

So this week I am grateful for the generosity that lives in my niece and nephews which is something that they share all year ’round but also during Christmas time.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday. (I will add the link to this week’s post for the original when it’s up.)

EDIT: Proper link has been added, go check it out!