Stuff and more stuff
I woke up too early and couldn’t seem to convince myself to go back to sleep. Today is Meet the Teacher day at N’s school, so although I already know his teacher pretty well, I am going to go for the curricular info, which is always helpful when attempting to assist one’s child in wending his way through the halls of academe. Ahem!
“Anne knelt at Marilla’s knee and looked up gravely.
“‘Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I’d do. I’d go out into a great big field all alone or into the deep, deep woods, and I’d look up into the sky – up-up-up- into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I’d just feel a prayer.'”
~L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
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Softest music sung
to the humble notes of a guitar
fine beauty in it
my soul at times sings
but my voice does not serve me well
so I will never be a troubadour
or serenade my love at night
It is my blessing to know
I do not hold everything in place
I simply move through space
displacing atoms
everyone has a life to live
but I do not
Atlas-like
hold anyone’s fate on my shoulders
Innumerable shades of gray
forgive my late summer optimism
but I do believe in destiny
just not in our ability to decide
what it is to be
I have watched the death of dreams
seen a moment steer a new course
lain in the embrace of a day’s
revelation
Each of us has a road carved for us
every breath a step onward
every word a leap
to a place or space or time
unknown to our small human
awareness
like the pen in my hand
that cannot know what it will impart
what effect its sliding
kissing of the page
might have until it has gone on
to other things
Beautiful.
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How very very true…Bright morning! Your gifted pen does weave its majick across the page still. Blessings
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*hugs* -Colette
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Oh. My. Word. As if you just quoted Anne. I LOVE ANNE! And I am loving this diary more and more each visit. *grin* Lovely entry. ryn: I know how it feels, this morning I got up at 6 to shower only to be welcomed by blasts of hypothermicly (is that a word? LOL) cold water. That woke me up well enough. xoxo
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Beautiful! Also L.M. Montgomery and her “Anne” books and her “Avonlea” books were the stuff of my childhood. I can’t count the times I read the whole series through. (BTW the rose is beautiful too)
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you’re wonderful. and you write wonderfully too. (and you quoted Anne! [i’ve been to her house in the summer with flowers and blossoms scenting the air and ohhh it’s so beautiful. plus… my dad got lost.]) hugs,
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your writing is lovely as usual. can i say beautiful too much? good luck with t-boys teacher:D:D. my church would be outside too…
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I believe in destiny/fate too. Have a nice day. :o)
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Oh I love those books. Recently sent those to Bissan and her siblings. Lovely entry. How blessed to have children, even if they are sometimes hard work. A warm hug poet-mother. Smiles
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beautiful, as always *smiles*{{{{{{Me}}}}}}Love,
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You have encouraged me to get out my Anne series. I havent looked at them for years…thanks. Lovely entry
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howdy!
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RYN: ((Hugs)) thanks your poetry is beautiful.
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*sigh*
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Were you reading my mind? You expressed much of what I’ve felt over the past couple of days. I can relate to these words….thank you.
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lovely!
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I got up way too ealier too!!!
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Love the whitter and the quote : ) I slept in this morning! Big Hugs and Smiles
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ryn: thanks love, that’s much better than the flaming tampon. *shakes head* some people kill me…. xoxo, jess
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i don’t know how i feel about destiny. i have such mixed feelings. yes, in some ways, i feel i was destined to be with *s*, to be the mother of my daughter etc. etc. how could it have been anything else? so yes, i guess i do believe. lovely poem. thankyou for this. *hugs*
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I liked the quote about prayer. Outside in a field would be where I would expect to find God…not in a stuffy church on one day of the week where everyone is trying their best not to fall asleep. …not that I have anything against church, but it’s just not for everyone.
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Lucy Maud was very sensible in her approach to prayer. With a smile…
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Ok now I have to go out and pray.
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