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Breathe

5/27/2025

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Hello, blog friends ~

It's been a tumultuous week across our beautiful planet. Some claim "the end" is near, others talk of transformation. There's hope, and there's dismay. This upheaval rests upon our own personal challenges and compounds our sentiments--one way or the other. But, through it all, there is one constant. One universal constant. Nature. 

Nature is not political, nor is it explicitly religious. But, nature is part of our life force. We cannot exist without it.

This week, Willow hosts #TankaTuesday, and invites participants to write a syllabic poem of their choice. I've chosen an Etheree to express my personal response to exterior or interior challenges. Etherees are ten-lined poems with syllables of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Easy to remember, isn't it? 😊

I've entitled my poem, Breathe. Whenever I step away from the tugs and pulls of responsibilities or issues, I take a deep breath and give thanks. I listen - not to the news - but to the whispers among the trees, the chatter of my avian friends, the breeze as it enwraps me. In nature, I find peace. I wonder if you do as well. 

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I'd love to hear how you find peace. Have a wonderful week, dear friends.  
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Maybe both

5/20/2025

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Hello, blog friends ~

The high desert has awakened and is alive with color and activity. The photo below is from my walk yesterday. Gorgeous, don't you agree? And to my delight, wildlife darted across the path as if to say hello.  

On this #TankaTuesday, poet Selma invites us to "stay in joy" and focus on the season. I've chosen to write three interlinking Tanka (5-7-5-7-7). Perhaps because of the joy I feel, this was the fastest poem I've ever written. I hope you like it. I've entitled it Maybe Both. 



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I hope you have a wonderful week full of joy - even if you're tilling among the weeds.
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Travels and a poem

5/17/2025

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Hello blog friends,

I've been traveling this past week, visiting with family and friends. I so enjoyed the sound of waves crashing on the nearby beach. Here are a couple of photos -- my daughter-in-law and I, an early morning glimpse from the timeshare, and a later morning photo. 
Because of the above, my contribution to Tanka Tuesday is a little late. But, I've an additional legitimate excuse. I actually forgot my laptop on this vacation, and only realized this oversight when we arrived at our destination. I'll claim old age OR maybe the universe wanted me to relax. 😊

This week Melissa Lemay is the host. She's challenged participants to create a hainka - a poem that combines haiku with tanka and reflects on the season. The first line of the haiku repeats in the third line of the tanka. I'm not sure I was successful, but I'll claim travel weariness if it's not. 

It's good to be home, and I look forward to saying my hellos on your blogsites. I hope you've had a wonderful week. 
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The Mountains We Climb. . .

5/10/2025

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Hello blog friends,

​Tomorrow I'll be traveling to Southern California to see family and friends, so I'll be absent in the blog sphere for a bit. 

I'll be driving across and through several mountain ranges and descending into Palm Desert, California. The trip begins at 5,319 ft. elevation, slows to 224 ft., and then climbs to Sea Level at our destination - Dana Point, CA. It's a wild, six-hour drive of sharp mountain turns and dry desert winds. The reason I mention this is because of the adventure I faced this past week. I'll explain. 

My publisher closed its doors April 30th, and all of the writer clients had to quickly self-publish or find another agent. Under the wise tutelage of Colleen Chesebro, I slowly approached my daunting Alps, found my hiking boots, and tackled self-publishing. As of today, all the books are on Kindle Unlimited ​and most of the books are also available on paperback. Amazon assures me that the reviews will be transferred. We'll see. 

I've used the analogy of a mountain because to climb one requires inner strength, great directional sense, and plenty of determination. For anyone who has made such a journey -- and all writers have done so -- there is a sense of accomplishment and pride.

We writers stand on peaks made of paper. And when we look back at the journey, we realize that the climb has changed us. We are no longer the person we once were. We see and feel differently. That's why we care about our books - it's personal. Don't you agree?     
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To all the mothers, Happy Mother's Day! And to everyone else, enjoy the week -- and your mountain. I'll try to stay in touch from afar--and catch up on some reading. I leave you with a poem I wrote a while ago. ❤️

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At the river's edge

5/7/2025

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Hello blog friends~ 

Today is #TankaTuesday, and super poet Colleen Chesebro offers the prompt. She invites us to reflect on our zodiac sign, identify our respective color, and use this color in a poem.

In Western astrology, I'm a Virgo, so my color is Spring Green. I kinda like this color and wear it often. How about you? Do you like your astrological color?   
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photo from Colleen Chesebro

In our area, geese have returned after a long winter. I see them almost daily and love to watch them along the river or the nearby pond. My poem is about these special visitors. I hope you enjoy it. 
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Have a great rest of the week and, for fun, let's all explore our special color. 🌞💚🌞
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His touch remembered

5/6/2025

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Good morning, blog friends ~

My post today is in response to writer/blogger Sadje's prompt. She invites readers to consider the question, "What do you see?" And she included two images to stir reflection and elicit a story or poem. Here are the prompt images: 
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Fascinating, don't you agree? We all see differently, and I became aware of that truth as a child. Friends would talk about the girl in the red dress or maybe someone with a new haircut. But, I'd notice none of that. I'd see a girl who was hurting inside or feeling insecure or longing to be held or... In other words, I'd sense the heart of a person--and still do. It's no wonder I became a counselor. 😊

My response to Sadje's prompt is a simple haiku. I've attempted to capture the unseen and perception in general. I hope you enjoy it.
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Have a wonderful rest of the week! 
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Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way. ―Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning


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