Mothers. It seems like we can never tire of saying enough about them. For those of you who are still blessed to have your mother around, then treasure those precious opportunities to spend time with her. For those of us whose mother has passed on from this life, we will always have fond memories of times we spent with them. For those of you who have fathers, guardians, aunts, grandmothers or stepmothers who are surrogates acting in a maternal capacity, then it behooves you to cherish that.
For all mothers, past and present, I honor you with this poem “I Applaud You” and wish all of you a very Happy Mother’s Day!
I Applaud You
I applaud you for the strength you unselfishly earned
your nurturing gift you so willingly impart
your character, immeasurable and priceless
your gentle spirit, so humble and genuine.
I applaud your determination to fight for the common good
your comfort during times of sadness, pain and grief
your encouragement during those moments when someone wants
to give up
your heart, more precious than the facets in a perfect diamond.
I applaud your tears of joy, glistening down your cheeks during
your carefree attitude to enjoy life and live it abundantly
your wisdom from life’s lessons of hard knocks and
your test of endurance to stand up, amid all reasoning to stay
Regardless of what you’ve suffered
been diagnosed with
or the pain from heartbreaks you’ve endured,
I applaud you for your survival skills
despite the cards that you were dealt.
Your inner beauty radiates your graciousness
turning obstacles into stepping stones
ugliness into beauty
discouragement into courage
skepticism into faith
despair into hope
with complete reverence of God
I applaud you.
– Kym Gordon Moore (from the book “Wings of the Wind: A Cornucopia of Poetry,” 2013)
May is National Strawberry Month and on Food Porn Friday and Cinco de Mayo, we celebrate this widely aromatic, bright red, sweet, juicy fruit which is a great source of manganese and dietary fiber. Did you know that strawberries are also low in saturated fat, cholesterol, and sodium?
If you’re looking for a taste of spring with an easy dessert recipe using fresh strawberries and a few simple ingredients, then you’ll want to check out this mouth-watering Sky-High Strawberry Pie courtesy of the good folks at Taste of Home.Total prep time is 20 minutes (Cook: 5 min. + chilling). This recipe makes 8-10 servings.
Why not sink your teeth into a slice of deliciousness and transport yourself into dessert Heaven. You will find this recipe and many other epicurean edibles at http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/sky-high-strawberry-pie. Oh, what a celebration this is! Bon appetit!
Happy #CincoDeMayo and Happy #FoodPornFriday
Ahhhh…New Beginnings! All too often, people look at Mondays with anxiety-ridden consciousness and dread. Why? Because we have fallen victim into a lackluster trap which has been imposed on us by those who are caught in the ‘Dread Zone.’
If we are able to wake up to the gift of seeing a new day, a new month or a new year, whether it is sunny, rainy, hot or cold, we welcome this new opportunity to embrace a moment in time and be grateful because of it.
In this new month, as we see a new day, let us take a new step and make some great things happen. You can’t imagine how magical a day can be with just a little positive adjustment to our attitude as we embrace a new approach to something new!
Find beauty in this day, even if you’re stuck in a cubicle. Draw a happy face on a piece of paper and put it in front of you at your workstation. Periodically glance at it to remind yourself to smile! Who knows, your smile could rub off on the most persnickety person around you. Besides, it’s MAY DAY!!!
I love sunrises and sunsets. I love star gazing and watching the brightness of a full moon pierce a midnight sky and humbly say “Wow!”
On Saturday, April 22, which ironically was the celebration of Earth Day, I began opening up the blinds to the windows facing East. I looked up and saw the last phase of the moon still visible, yet so close to the direction of where the sun was beginning to rise. Huh?
I have never seen the moon this close to the trajectory of where the rising sun was going to travel in the morning sky, so I took a few snapshots, although the presence of the moon was beginning to fade in the background. I have no scientific explanation of this celestial placement, although I know the sun and the moon are nowhere near each other. As I quickly took to pen and paper, I had to stop. It was as if a force made me halt when I walked outside.
I breathed in the sights, smells, sounds, flavors and textures of this new day. In my silence I heard many types of birds singing their little hearts out, the splash of ducks playing in the water behind our house, geese squawking as they flew overhead, strands of newly woven webs glistened in the morning light, new buds on my rosebush were readying themselves to burst open at any moment now, a new leaf began to emerge, stretching upward on one of my banana trees and the nonchalant curiosity of squirrels doing what they typically do was happening in my backyard. I saw circles rippling through the water where fish were wading below its surface.
For a moment, I briefly thought about what I was going to do today on Earth Day, and quickly realized that I was already doing what the flora and fauna, the birds, insects and other critters did every day. Creation doesn’t need a special day to celebrate what it is, in all of its beauty. For this I am glad. For this, I say “Wow!”
The one thing that does pain me is our blatant human disregard for the very thing we are the caretakers for, and that is for all of Creation. We are to protect her, because she will flourish and provide for us accordingly. So often I wonder, when weapons of mass destruction (nuclear, assault weapons and terroristic bombs) are deployed, has it not occurred to everyone involved that there is a ripple effect that reverberates from the point of contact, no matter how far away it may be? Its demolition scope of travel through the air and within the earth absorb the shock, and can spread throughout the earth like a wildfire.
What are we doing to the world? What have we done? These simple thoughts come to me from simply looking up this morning and witnessing the final phase of the moon so close to the full effects of the rising sun. For this late breaking moment, there is nothing else to say, except “Wow!“
I realize this week has been a week of deep reflection for me. At first, I thought my imbalance was a result of all the violence that has recently occurred over the past few days but I finally put my finger on what the real reason was. See, on Easter Sunday 14 years ago, my mother passed away. There was an emptiness I felt that day as many of us who lost a parent or someone extremely close to them experiences. When I got to the hospital, walked into my mother’s room and saw her lifeless body, I couldn’t begin to cry, not yet.
I felt her hands which were still warm. I told her I got there as fast as I could. It took me 3 hours to drive there, but it seemed like 8. When I began thinking about that day, how I commemorated the sacredness of Easter Sunday, because of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, I felt a gnawing uneasiness in my spirit and I had no energy. In hindsight, I finally understood what my spirit was telling me.
Today is Maundy Thursday, the first of the three days of solemn remembrance leading up to Easter. Tomorrow is Good Friday, in which the Crucifixion of Jesus Christ is commemorated in the Christian Church and is traditionally a day of fasting and penance. Holy Saturday, also known as the Great Sabbath or Easter Eve is the final day of Holy Week.
Easter, which celebrates Jesus Christ’s resurrection from the dead, is one of Christianity’s most important holidays. I have often wondered, how did we creatively turn the sacredness of the holiday into extreme commercialism? How did we adopt icons like colored eggs and bunny rabbits to identify the meaning behind this celebration? Probably because Easter eggs and the Easter bunny are easier to accept than a religious symbol.
I am not here to judge, offend or become overly sanctimonious, but when I searched through images for Easter, I found that 99% of them were bunnies, eggs, green grass, baskets, bonnets, daisies and daffodils. Many of those who I speak to and who identify with Christianity, don’t have a problem with the commercial promotion of how this holiday is marketed and think we may need to steer away from religious representations so that others will not be offended or feel alienated.
As I reflect on the emotions surrounding this all-important holiday for me, I find a peace within my spirit that surpasses all understanding and a gratitude that I can never explain, except to say “Thank You, God!” While my opinion of how I celebrate Easter may be significantly different from the way some others celebrate it, I enter the final leg of this Holy holiday and bid everyone a very Happy Easter! Now that makes me cry!
Oh my gosh! Never in a million years…ok maybe not a million but a hundred years did I think I would see a return of the 70’s bell bottom jeans. But folks, “They’re Back” and have been for a while now. In addition to that, much to my surprise I never knew there was a day that commemorates this 70’s fashion blast from the past. I thought after high school, this trend would be buried in the fashion time capsule once and for all. But, as the old saying goes, “What goes around comes around.” Or was the saying, “History repeats itself?” Or could it have been, “Everything old is new again?”
Bell bottoms, sometimes known as flares, are those wide leg jeans or trousers that are tight in the thighs and become wider from the knees down. The shape below the knees of the pants forms a bell-like shape. Are you a fan of the bell bottom jeans…past, present or future? Well if you are, guess what? April 5 is the unofficial celebration of Bell Bottoms Day! To commemorate my reflections of the 70’s, I penned this poem, Flashback 70’s in celebration of #BellBottomsDay and #NationalPoetryMonth!