Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Love IS all there is!

Just when you least expect it, miracles happen. Your beloved stands before you. Your spirits meld together. Everything seems right.

Wow...really profound, right? So, why do we wait till once a year to tell those we love that we love them? I have always been bothered by this holi/holyday...St. Valentine's Day, because of this. My feeling is, if you live your life correctly, every day is St. Valentine's Day!

That said, I want to share a few of the poems I have written about "love"...all kinds of love...Enjoy!

Rose Strewn Path to the Seventh Happiness


To love a body
is fleeting.
Age eventually pushes Youth away…
crow’s feet
smile lines
and bulges
emerge where once
a nubile form held court.

To love a mind
brings confusion.
Understanding holds wide the door for Mis…
The brilliance soon tarnishes.

To Love a Soul
is to find Ecstasy!
Time stands still
as Eternity waltzes in…
the edges of being touch…
filling space…
joining other souls…
Becoming One!

1993 © LMRN


Growing up
Oceans apart
Joined not by
Kin or even generation
United in Spirit
Of one heart!

1994 © LMRN


You are the Moon guiding my soul to safe waters
I am the Rain softly washing the weariness from your heart
You are the Stars twinkling through my dreams of tomorrow
I am the Wind tenderly whispering to you the secrets of yesterday
You are the Sun illuminating the darkest corners of my being
I am the Midnight Sky gently holding the light of your Love

Endlessly we travel the seasons of time and space
Confidently following the paths of Eternity

2000 © LMRN

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Thursday, February 8, 2007

Four-legged friends

Molly is the fourth canine to have come into my family. She is a beautiful German shepherd mix with a touch of wolf. Molly is Roger's dog, but she has adopted me, too. She is very protective, watching carefully to make sure I am safe when Roger is not around. But this isn't a Molly story, it's a story about the other furry friends I've had.

Dozo, a collie/shepherd mix was my first four-legged friend. I found him in a small cage at the pound. He looked up at me with huge brown eyes when I said, "Hey, boy, you want to go home?"

Dozo lived with me and my first husband through the birth of all our daughters. He was so good with the children. They would nap on him and he would not move until they woke up. If I tried to move them, he got upset, sulking under their cribs. When I brought home my youngest daughter, Dozo met me at the door, took one look at the new baby and gave a huge sigh as if to say, "Ok, come on in, another one isn't going to matter."

When Dozo was quite old and getting feeble, the vet advised me to get a puppy to help the children with the "eminent loss" of their cherished pet. We found Lovey, another German shepherd mix. She was the runt of her litter. Dozo loved her like all the other babies in the family. Dozo lived another four years, dutifully following Lovey around the house.

Lovey, we found, was the runt of the litter due to a hole in her heart. The vet told us she should have open heart surgery. With four babies and a new home, there was no way we could afford the thousands of dollars it would have cost for her to have open heart surgery. So, putting my faith in the Creator of all, I asked the Almighty to protect Lovey and let her live a long happy life. Lovey made it to her ninth birthday before she died of congestive heart disease. For those who don't think that is a big deal, Lovey in human years would have been 63 years old. Pretty long life for someone with a hole in their heart!

Daisy, the Alaskan husky mix, was brought home as a tiny ball of fluff. Frisky and playful, she was as smart as the girls. Daisy demanded attention. If her bowl of water was empty, she wouldn't sit around and look sad; she would pick up the bowl and toss it in the air. The clang it made always sent someone running to fill the bowl before she would do it again!

After all these years, I can't imagine a home without a pet. In addition to the dogs, I have had numerous cats and my daughters have had rabbits, gerbils, fish and turtles. Sharing our lives with these fellow creatures always felt special. They gave us so much unconditional love, that it was impossible to deny their connection to us.

Last summer Calico, my beautiful calico-tiger cat, left this existence. She was 22 years old. She died while I was away attending to the birth of my granddaughter. The circle of life spun around me very closely at that particular time.

Funny thing is, every once in a while, I think I see Calico scooting under the sofa or rounding a corner of the house ahead of me. After 22 years together, our connection to each other cannot be severed by death. She lives in my memories and in the sideways glances into eternity.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Peace Prayer

Click on this link for a treat by Sissel and Josh Groban. This was filmed at the Nobel Peace Awards.