Monthly Archives: October 2009

QUARTERED OAK

While prayers were being said in church I bowed my head but didn’t close my eyes. My eyes began to wander to the pew in front of me and there I saw the signs of quartered oak — unique and … Continue reading

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I SAW THEM TWIRL

The clouds were especially interesting. I perceived this from a recliner by a swimming pool. Several small cloud puffs of various shapes and sizes paraded across the lower portions of the sky as if in a beauty pageant. I saw … Continue reading

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MOVING

Perhaps it was contentment that kept her in her house — the one she was born in ninety years ago. Maybe she was too timid to wander far. She could have been bound to serve loved ones part of the … Continue reading

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THE UNKNOWN WOMAN

The undertaker called me and asked me to say a few words of closure for a  woman with no ties — family or otherwise. I read, prayed, and felt very sad finding it possible to mourn for one with whom … Continue reading

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I WATCHED THE AUTUMN LEAVES COME TWIRLING DOWN

I watched the autumn leaves come twirling down. The wind had ceased to be a catalyst to urge them in their journeys to the ground but those leaves no longer could resist the pull of gravity.  Their time had come. … Continue reading

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THOUGHTFUL

He is very thoughtful — not especially considerate — but he is full of thoughts. They cascade into his consciousness just behind his waking. Some of them hold hands. They beckon him to catch them and often flee beyond his … Continue reading

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THE BIG EYE

I was sitting in a pew listening to the choir singing: HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW. I began  thinking of all of the  sparrows and all of their feathered friends who daily are sucked into the turbines of jet … Continue reading

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GRIEF

There are no expiration dates to grief. One sometimes thinks it’s done and it returns to reassert itself. Though the memories it elicits may be vague it has a way of hanging on — sometimes for life. It’s interwoven in … Continue reading

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GRADUAL/SUDDEN

I was thinking the other night when I lay my head upon my pillow how some things that seem to move so slowly take on an aspect of swiftness: the sliver of a moon takes on fulness — the shortening … Continue reading

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COLUMBUS

He had little idea where he was when he “discovered” America. Like  a lot of us he was confused and did not  know it. I wake up with plans, too and am confused sometimes. So far, when they’ve gone astray … Continue reading

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