Random rant

The Scream by Edvard Munch

want no waiting

upended disheveled

uncomfortably stable

impatient reticent

spoiled spyglass

depressed delirium

anxious anomaly

guilty guess work

loathing locked in

Countdown to Meltdown

mindless mind trip

running, spinning

out of control

mind mess

need less excess

panicking, sputtering

no body knows

where it will

stop and where

it will go

mind on a free fall

bending, breaking

doing all of this

has my body shaking

mind mush

Meltdown

Who?, What?, When?, Where?, Why? and How?

Who? – Me

What? – Things I want to do

Where? – Everywhere

When? – ASAP

Why? – Because I think it would make me happy

How? – Pull the trigger and do them

1.  Want to hike on the Appalachian Trail

2.  Want to rock climb or begin rock climbing

3.  Want to skydive out of an airplane

4.  Want to do Pilates with a real Pilates instructor on a Reformer

5.  Want to attend church and Sunday school regularly

6.  Want to join a Contemplative Prayer group

7.  Want to travel everywhere

8.  Get a good attitude full time

9.  Want to become certified fitness trainer or Pilates instructor

10.  Want to own my own book store/art gallery

Here’a my Want list.  What’s are your wants? and why?  I’m sure there are more, but these are what come to mind right now.

The Work of the Shepherd

Our Priest gave a very interesting sermon back in April and began by talking about how his father used to put their names on all their belongings so they wouldn’t get lost.

The message is we can never get lost from our Shepherd because we are sealed or “marked” with the holy spirit.

“Be the Church!” is what he said.

When you see someone on the street who doesn’t look like you remember they’re “Not the Other, but the Brother”.  We are all intertwined.

Sealed with the Spirit

Indeed we are

healed from within

was why he bore the scars.

Why did he do it

for people like us?

For people who

are not happy

but go around and fuss?

He did it for us.

It’s hard to believe

why a God so great

would choose that

as a time to celebrate.

You see, he knew, and

he tried to tell others,

why he was here

and what he’d discovered

but we didn’t understand

like sheep on the land

and went on living

in sin as we do.

In my bed awake

at night all alone

I think how

the savior bought me

and what I did for it

was nothing -

seems too much to bear.

God says sleep my

child because there’s

work to be done.  Fields

are ripe for harvest and

many are to be won.

Witness to others.  It’s one of our greatest gifts!

If not me . . .

If not you then me.

If not me then who?

A vicious cycle

of things needing

done.

One becomes two

then three become

a ton.

Mountains of things

but not enough time.

All I can think about is

hitting rewind.

Play it back slowly.

And then understand

why changing a light

bulb is much easier than

asking a man.

LOL

steal the sun from the sky for you . . .

I didn’t get the Week 3 Lyrics Discussion out so here goes.  Here’s another one of my favorites.  I know a lot of you are saying Bon Jovi.  Really.?!  He is so 1980′s.  Well, guess what?  I AM so 1980′s.  He has a talent for the lyrics and I believe that talent shines through in these lyrics in particular.

I’ll Be There For You – written by Jon Bongiovi and Richard S. Sambora

I guess this time you’re really leaving

I heard your suitcase say goodbye

And as my broken heart lies bleeding

You say true love in suicide

You say you’ve cried a thousand rivers

And now you’re swimming for the shore

You left me drowning in my tears

And you won’t save me anymore

Now I’m praying to God

You’ll give me one more chance, girl

I’ll be there for you

These five words I swear to you

When you breathe I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you

I’d live and I’d die for you

Steal the sun from the sky for you

Words can’t say what a love can do

I’ll be there for you

I know you know we’re had some good times

How they have their own hiding place

I can promise you tomorrow

But I can’t buy back yesterday

And baby you know my hands are dirty

But I wanted to be your valentine

I’ll be the water when you get thirsty, baby

When you get drunk, I’ll be the wine

I’ll be there for you

These five words I swear to you

When you breathe I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you

I’d live and I’d die for you

Steal the sun from the sky for you

Words can’t say what a love can do

I’ll be there for you

And I wasn’t there when you were happy

I wasn’t there when you were down

I didn’t mean to miss your birthday, baby

I wish I’d seen you blow those candles out

I’ll be there for you

These five words I swear to you

When you breathe I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you

I’d live and I’d die for you

Steal the sun from the sky for you

Words can’t say what a love can do

I’ll be there for you

© AGGRESSIVE MUSIC; BON JOVI PUBLISHING; SONY/ATV TUNES LLC; POLYGRAM INT. PUBL., INC;

My favorite lyrics from this song are these:

I’ll be there for you

These five words I swear to you (I love how I’ll be there for you is five words and the rhyming here.)

When you breathe I want to be the air for you

I’ll be there for you

I’d live and I’d die for you

Steal the sun from the sky for you

Words can’t say what a love can do

I’ll be there for you

I mean he’d “steal the sun from the sky for you.”  Wow.  How romantic!  Not sure how you’d go about doing that, but totally romantic and extremely high WOW factor.

Also these:

I’ll be the water when you get thirsty, baby

When you get drunk, I’ll be the wine

Ok.  I love this.  When I get drunk he’s the wine.  Whoa.  Okay.  Have you ever felt like that before?  How totally synced they must be.

These lyrics are classic to me.  Bon Jovi is an institution and he and the band speak to my college days and the many times I saw them and their long hair in concert.  This song remains one of the most romantic rock ballads of all time.  Any thoughts?  Total denials?

And I have to say he’s held up pretty well.  Don’t you think?

Bon Jovi

word cloud

My heart

Have any of you heard of Tagxedo?  It’s a great site you can go to and create a “word cloud” from either the posts on your blog or just words you type (maybe a poem) or anything that you like.  I think it’s really innovative.  Above is my word cloud for this blog in the shape of a heart.  You can use different shapes such as a star, a dove, etc.

Tagxedo, in a nutshell, is a way to “turn words, such as famous speeches, news articles, slogans and themes, even your love letters into a visually stunning word cloud, words individually sized appropriately to highlight the frequencies of occurrence within the body of text.”

Try it out for yourself!  It’s super fun.  I can’t wait to try some of my poems on there.

seems so long ago

They grow up so fast
And before you know it
This time has passed.
We can’t make these
Moments last.
Growing up so fast
It’s scary.
That’s why I’m so wary
Of each little milestone,
Each little look, each little
Girl in the pictures I took.

Where is that child I brought
Home and was scared; to
Breathe too loud – gee I am
So proud.

Soon she’ll be grown
And calling me for advice
And telling me she’s getting on
With her life. I’ll always be
Her mother; no matter how old
because there’s nothing
So precious I will ever hold.

Christina Montague

a place of my own

This could be my own little house.

Click here to learn more about this actual backyard house.

As time goes on it becomes more and more important to have space of your own.  A special place to relax and be yourself.

I want to share with you a couple of spaces I like to dream about.

Hanging Porch Bed

What a great place to take a nap or read a book.  You could even sleep here on a nice, breezy night.  Imagine a nice, cozy quilt.  Oh, and don’t forget the wind chimes.  I love my life, don’t’ get me wrong, but when I dream I dream big.  That’s why you call them dreams, right?  In my dreams here is where I find

A place of my own

is indeed what I need.

I’d cuddle up close

and read a good book.

This would be my own

private nook.

Every stick of furniture

would be old and have

a story.  Down to a

desk who’d been owned

by one of the best known

authors in the world, no less.

I’d sit by the fire and

dream all my dreams.

Of owning a gallery

in a city nearby of paintings

I’ve done, not someone else’s.

I would sell books, including a few

bestsellers I have spun.

Let’s leave nothing out.  I also

have a loom and know how

to use it as well as a pottery

wheel and an oven.

I could be a visiting curator

at a local museum and

travel to countries so

I could grace others with

my opinions on the finest

art in the world, which, of

course, would be some of

my own.

These are some of the special places in my mind.  What about you?  What are some of your favorite places and dreams?

Now enough said about small things, but what if you had room for something fun like this in your house?

Inside slide

I think something like this would take the “edge” off a tough day.  Don’t you?

Poetry in Motion

As promised, here is more poetry of the past.  This one was written in August of 1993.  I was, evidently, feeling very strong this day.  LOL

It’s entitled “Take a Stand”

Take a stand!

You don’t need a helping hand.

Just say, “I can!”

Speak up for yourself.

Don’t be put up on a shelf.

Just remember your wealth.

That’s YOURSELF!

Believe in who you are.

Trust in your skills

and have strong will.

If you do these things,

there’s no void in life

that cannot be filled.