Sunday, October 4, 2015

Sunday Sundries - Edition 67

"At the close of a long hot summer,
the appearance of the pumpkin
heralds the welcome
arrival of fall."
~ Kari Spencer

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

What Does The Word Mean - Part II

Five more words from the challenge to photograph the "the solace, nourishment and underlying meaning of everyday words" from David Wythe's book, Consolations

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Each morning as soon as my eyes open, my mind and heart are besieged with grief from the loss of my mother and the overwhelming problems of caring for my father who has Alzheimer's. Each morning I have a choice. Do I follow this pathway of besiegement or do I take a different path? This morning I chose to smile. I chose to not begin my day with worries. I chose a different path, a fragile one, but I chose to look for joys and to be content.


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As a Christian confession has a significant meaning in my life. Through confession I find healing and joy. Confessing is asking for forgiveness and forgiveness leads to inner peace. 

"Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much."  ~ James 5:16

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Whyte says courage is " to stay close to the way we are made." It takes courage for me to do that. To overcome the need to compare, to overcome self criticism. Only when I have the courage to be myself, to I feel real joy.

"The highest courage is to dare to appear to be what one is."
~ John Lancaster Spalding

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a tree in crisis
surrounded and smothered 
by creeping ivy
it's branches weakened and dying

my life in crisis
surrounded and smothered
by a crucial event
my life weakened by 

or my life strengthened by

the choice is mine

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she placed her pain behind a wall of denial
she could not acknowledge it
it might destroy her
she needed 
time to process
slowly she began to accept
slowly she let the wall crumble
she began to heal

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Photographing my thoughts on certain words has challenged me like nothing has in a long time. Each Friday I read the next chapter in Wythe's  book and think, this is it, I'll never be able to come up with a photograph for this one. Usually it's about Wednesday of the next week before the inspiration begins to creep in and by Friday I'm ready for the new chapter. If you're interested in how I interpreted the first five words in Wythe's book, you can find the post here.