That would be my mind, body and spirit. It still holds my interest. One day it may become boring; but hasn’t yet.
We have a granddaughter; born May 3rd this year; her name is Sierra. We spent most days seeing her or listening to her mom on the phone. She is already six months old.
My brother died in early June and we had that and seven other deaths.
I have a project going of putting my book one and book two together for publication.
I wrote the following the other day:
Summer Love
Seeds of happiness
Being sown everyday
Caring for each other
Learning new styles
Of communication
Sending forth
Passion
Into the World
Seeds of Understanding
Like election promises
Time will tell
Actions speak
Louder than words
Although mine
Were quite loud
And demanding
Daring survival
Dreading
Homecoming
As Death is Final
We’re not there
Lots of love
To Be Hold
And Be Held
Together
With Love
For Ourselves
Each Other
And The World.
And then my back became painful till I wrote:
Challenging back issue
Shit from my past
Or is it creativity
Wisdom wanting out
Speaking my mind
Feeling my way
What life do I want?
Crashing through
Creating waves
Of understanding
Constant upheaval
Doing too much
When Time Alone
Calls Beckons
A New Life
A New Chance
At Freedom
To Hear My Inner Call.
November 9, 2015
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