“Do you believe in God?” He asked.
“No,” I replied without thinking.
Later, I reconsidered.
I feel the existence of some form of higher power, spirit, universal energy/power/force. It’ hard to identify and name.
Whatever it is, it does not belong to Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism, Judaism or any of the others. While I believe in angels, I don’t believe in religion.
Those thoughts spawned this poetic rant:
One night I found myself in tears wishing I were somewhere other than where I was.
The next morning I dragged my spirit out of a ditch and told myself to get on with it. I wrote the poem below as part of that process.
Don’t like the cards you’ve been dealt? Deal yourself a new hand.
I’m really tired. We’re all really tired.
“We” being the vast majority of people worldwide who are fed up with the violence, torture and killing a small crazy percentage continues to wreak on innocent others using all kinds of weapons large and small.
It’s time it all stopped.
Enough is enough no matter what language you speak, or what God you worship, or not for that matter.
Here’s a little ditty for these festive times (sing to the tune of Deck the Halls): Read More…
In the summer of 2012, I was cracking up (not in a good way). I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. So I did both. Often. And intensely.
I went online, googled the name of a wonderful therapist (S.Z.) whom I’d seen for several months in 1989, and amazingly was able to find her! Doing so blew my mind – the bits of it, that is, that remained intact after too much alone time with someone whose mind was also being blown (in a tragically different way) by Alzheimer’s disease. Read More…
A little gift from me to you. Enjoy!
1) Make YOU your first love
I know, I know, this can be a tough one, especially since we are all imperfect, and we are often taught that we should strive to be flawless. The fact is, perfection, like fitting in, is vastly overrated.
Remember the story of the cracked pot? Love yourself because of your imperfections, not despite them. Make peace with who you are and where you are today, don’t wait for who you will be once you “fix” yourself.
hack and kill
a poem by punkie
Hack and Kill went up the hill
To see whom they might slaughter.
Just for kicks they fired their sticks
Amidst a bunch of squatters. Read More…
a short poem
choke and smother
the right to seek and find Read More…
a nurse her re rhyme
the king is in the parlour,
pissed off at his sister
the queens are in the pantry
finding ways to twist her
like the princess and the pea
she is quite contrary
the brat, the bitch, the mean old witch,
the cursed mary mary
what can be done to stop her dead?
her blog is such a bother
she blurts and spurts until it hurts,
and denigrates her father Read More…
As an Aquarian, I often find myself on the leading edge of change.
I’m an early adopter. I see possibilities where others don’t; I have a never-ending stream of ideas. I sometimes find it hard to understand why others don’t see what to me is as plain as day. Read More…
What do Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau and US NSA whistleblower Edward Snowdon have in common?
Something fundamentally world changing it would seem.
Justin Trudeau is the newly elected Prime Minister of Canada, sworn into office Wednesday, November 4, 2015.