Sunroom

 A quick sketch this morning on settling in  - Enjoy!

~ Sunroom ~

On bright mornings it’s my

sunroom other days, my parlor

the sweet small second bedroom

I’ve turned into a den has fast

become my favorite spot

to write and ponder in

to curl up with a book

and dream

In my new surroundings

I steadily discover

day by day at

work or play

unexpected 

sunny rays

delivering 

new joy!

~ Thanks Be To Godde ~

JoMae

3/9/23

Solo Flight

 ~ Solo Flight ~

- becoming a singular solitary soul

In my recovery from death, the death of my beloved partner, soulmate, the other half of our duet, I've become a singular solitary soul.

I've always cherished solitude, even selfishly indulged in it from time to time, yet John's final gift in dying was wrapped in endless quiet time alone. Painful - as is any birthing to a new dimension - it soon embraced me with long hours to learn to know my new identity. 

No longer we, I suddenly was only me.  One voice. No longer the beautiful give and take of a happily coupled life.  In time I've morphed again from 'only me" to becoming more fully me. Still rooted in the life we had together, to branch out, blossom;  to hone my solo voice and sing with joy.

We died as couple, yet live on 

In thought and memory

Losing and gaining 

Living and dying 

Dying to live

Thanks be to Godde

JoMae

3/3/23

Snow Melt

~  Snow Melt ~

Sitting in a favorite chair

staring through the window 

at heavy,  glistening drops of

snowmelt cascading from the

roof - shining in bright sunlight

Window Prisms

seen as a sparkling promise:

Spring is just around the bend!

In the distance,  treetops sway

assisted by these icy winds of March

today’s bright sun can melt the snow away

and soon it will be warm and green again

JoMae

3/7/23

 

Morning Musing - Enjoy

Sweet Moments

 ~ Sweet Moments Found In Poetry ~

There is a certain kind of magic

in the writing, in the reading

a certain kind of magic

tucked between the lines

A poem read from long ago and far away

can carry echoes of a fond rendezvous

of youth or hints of yearnings floating

just beneath the heart in wonder

Words to remind of love now lost

to gently revive the memory of

what it felt like to be another’s

special heart. Another’s One

JoMae

9/16/21

New Normal

~ New Normal ~

In the flood of grief, of loss

when your old identity has died

small gifts will eventually appear

floating on the wake of fear

each unsought gift

an invitation to a smile

to try new ways of doing

a new manner of being

a fresh new identity

for a newly minted you

JoMae

4/9/21

Birthday Reflection

 

~ CELEBRATING 85 ~

another year older

another day deeper in

life changing encounters

adding depth & abundance

to every tomorrow as insight

increases and wisdom seeps

in through aging perception 

from lifelong experience 

of joys and of sorrows

gaining and losing 

learning from all

JoMae

2/15/23 

Home

 ~Home ~

Leaning on the everlasting arms of FatherMother Godde

I trudge along.Those arms have never failed me yet

in all my many days - all my blindly selfish ways

my ups, my downs; in gain or loss, My Savior

catches me and guides me home

my Godde, my Home 

JoMae

8/27/22

Echoes - Psalm 130 adapted

Day's End - A Cobb's Hill Sunset

~ Psalm 130 adapted ~

for personal praise and prayer

by JoMae

8/19/22

Out of the depths I cry to you, YHWH;

  my Sovereign, please hear my voice.

May your ears be attentive

to my supplication.

If you, O YHWH, kept a record of sins,

Dear Redeemer, who could stand?

But with you there is forgiveness,

so we can reverently serve you.

~~~~~~~

I wait for YHWH, my whole being waits;

in Godde's Word I put my trust.

I wait for Wisdom more than

sentinels long for the dawn

Dear ones, put your hope in Christ;

Living Word, Promised Messiah

in whom is unfailing love and

with whom is full redemption

for Jesus the Christ

redeems us from all iniquity

THANKS BE TO GODDE!

Echoes ~ OT passages inspire NT conversation with Godde

              (OT a template for NT prayerful contemplation)

                   

Limber and Lead

A Sunday Morning Muse prompted during and woven after attending an online worship service this morning. Enjoy.

~ Limber and Lead ~

some days I am limber

others, my limbs are

like lead, a mystery

some days my spirit is heavy

dark, stiff, sluggish - while

others dawn shining and

lighthearted, a miracle

living in Christ is like that too

free will yields both evil and good

darkness and light - limber and lead

a huge responsibility to find the balance

for bridging gaps from broken to whole

complicated, challenging journeys all

most days are somewhere in between

as is true of almost every extreme

on life’s spreading continuum

let us strive to do better

as we walk toward the light

may we model Christ’s loving

embrace of hurting people

teaching with kindness

lessons of inclusion

anchored in love

seeking justice rooted in mercy

consequence fitting the crime

embedded with efforts to

change its root cause

cure the hopeless

help those lost

destroyed &

destroying

MotherFather Godde in whose image we are made

in whom we live and move and have our being

please, create in me a clean, pure heart

and renew a right spirit within me

Thanks Be To Godde

JoMae

7/10/22

Weather Report

~ Weather Report ~ 

90º

a steamy hot day for the month of May

a day where it’s hard to stay awake

so it’s off to the kitchen for some

more caffeine, a stretch and

a pick-me-up snack then

back to my laptop, pay

some bills, answer

friends’  emails

write a while

and read

a day to preserve my energy. So

I’ll do what I can with online chores

and let roomba take care of the floors

saving ‘company touch up’ for tomorrow 

when it will be 10 or more degrees cooler

and I expect to have a little bit more steam!

JoMae

5/31/22