The fuzzy shadow
is never far away
from where I started
Everything feels familiar
at forty
The almost ripe tomatoes
are always more patient than me
From my uprooted feet,
I have become a stranger
The same crushed can
greets me on my morning run
when I wish I could see
something I want to see
Living our lives in this world
means overcoming trouble and strife
hardship and pain come our way
which at times means using the knife
God comes to us with His offer
an offer to live life to the full
but that fullness comes rejecting self
giving God His place as our tool
This Christian life is our experience
lived out among the world's glare
showing Jesus as our supreme Lord
following Him as our brother and fellow heir
It's not an idea to pore over
analysing it to our heart's content
it's far too important for that
God sending Jesus was heavenly meant
So live for Jesus with all your heart
praise God for all that He's done
pouring your heart into all of life
knowing Jesus truly as God's Son
(Quote:)
" The Christian life is an experience to be lived, not an idea to be analysed" - Augustine (354-430)
Knowledge processed
notions formed
attachment to self
Rhythms of heart
drums with contempt
fluffers with gratitude
Many masks worn
laughter - tears – scorn
dense clouds or crystal clear
Shallow to deep. rivers of the mind
rational, truth, compassion, tolerance
each choice, the soul wears
I used to feel trapped inside of these walls
the locks used to glisten on all of the doors.
I dreamt of the night I’d get away
how I’d jump in the cab, no more to say.
The city was bright, quickly turned grey
I watched the light fade, day by day
I lived in the dark, slept through the shine
I denied that I’d seen all of the signs.
But soon after it came, the smoke then the flames
that no mind twisting could put out.
I jumped to the ground, it passed through the town and in my own tears I would drown.
While there was great concern over my return
I’d arrived with my feet on the ground.
The sun again shone, my friends hadn’t gone and best wishes paraded around.
Now I sit with my pen
again and again, thank god for the tears of those days.
They taught me a lesson, with no means of threaten and I’m no longer locked in a cage.
Rain still comes under new umbrellas, so don’t throw what you know away.
You cannot make work everything as per your plans
As there is already a roadmap
You cannot fix all the misunderstandings
As there is already a home built for trust issues
Don't put efforts to make undesired connections
As connections are not for long lasting
Follow mindfulness
As karma is real which hits in its way
Make a habit of smiling
As that is the only expression to live a tough life
Learn to let go of things
As they are not permanent in temporary world
Apologies
If I say I'm sorry
I will get my way
Your thinking to sway
Apology to look good
Narcissism under the hood
For me everyone will root
Apology to provoke guilt
Creates self-doubt to the hilt
Blame to you will shift
Apologies made from half truth
My own feelings to soothe
Everyone thinks I stand on truth
Apologies to put it in the past
Knowing fake peace won't last
Over you a shadow will cast
Apologies made but nothing changes
To break you down in stages
Slowly your mind deranges
Apologies not from the heart
When you never state your part
Will always tear us apart
By Cathrin Stuart
Life experience always educate us
Don't trust anyone's words easily
Always believe in consistent actions
Not impressed with its faking.
Life there's no wrong answer
Just believe in your choices
The most accurate one is right
Do what you like for happiness.
("To the Bone", 2018, original encaustic)
Down to the Bone
Over and over
Up and down
Back-and-forth
Around and ‘round
It’s always learning the same lesson.
Learning it again
And again.
Like a species,
An individual
With amnesia
We cycle around
Experiencing
To rediscover
Yet again
What we’ve always known
Not in a rut, but
In a spiral.
And each time ‘round
As we relearn the old,
We learn it with a new twist
Twist of the coil
Which inevitably
In time
Is worn out
In exhaustion, worn
Down to the bone
To a stub
A frayed knot
A bit of tattered fabric
That once supported
Bound and
Veiled the sacred
In a mystery,
But now
Leaves it
Revealed
In stark simplicity.
(10/5/23)
Life experience,
Cannot be obtained without experiencing life,
And one cannot experience life,
Without at least one mentor welcomed into your life,
And seeing others who have a life,
That makes your life seem a great life.
The first step in gaining life experience,
Is to stop seeing yourself as a victim of life,
Which takes belief that will be tested for life,
And if you cannot find hope in your life,
Then look to those who cling to life,
So, others will have a better life.
That is all I see in my crystal ball that I call life experience,
As I soldier on with my life.
I used to fear that some would find me strange.
Yet I'm seeing life harsher than I thought.
Thus I shape a wandering mountain range.
I used to fear that some would find me strange
My hunch tells me it's time to make a change.
It's simpler than what I aimed or I've wrought
I used to fear that some would find me strange.
yet I'm seeing life harsher than I thought.
Written: March 10, 2023
We have toiled,
we have laboured.
we have launched into the deep,
we wearied ourselves in tempest.
endangering our lives for filths,
Our summer too short for relief,
and the winter too long with pains,
we bore the shame, the jeers and mockery.
we met with stiff opposition,
foes within and more without,
the deadliest daggers from home front,
wagging fiercest warfare,
all the while purloining,
ridiculed and scorned,
our soul through many trials faints,
Yet advancing,
Unyielding,
Unrelenting,
still we look up.
I started life as
A grain of sand,
But knew I’d find
A way to expand,
And always being
A bit of a rebel,
I joined with others
And became a pebble,
And as I grew
And then took stock,
I then realised
I had become a rock,
And as I become more
Confident and grow older,
I wonder if I’ll become -
A little boulder?
~Have I~
Have I done the best of all that I could
Have I lived my life the way I should
Have I said the things I couldn’t say
Have I made the best of each new day
Have I been strong when I felt fear
Have I heard things that I need to hear
Have I kept a smile when skies were gray
Have I made the best of each new day
Have I learned or failed to understand
Have I lent very many a helping hand
Have I allowed my morals to ever stray
Have I made the best of each new day
(Book 4 ©1999)
"The Journey Reviewing the Lessons"
So I Guess the Question are Asking...Have You? :-)
God Bless and Best Wishes My Friends...Peace
i am the focus
of this space ___
a mote of dust
with memory
in its place
i am the big reveal
all within and
without myself
i allow the sun to fall
and the moon to take
its place
tough and strong
i could fall for you
if not for where i've been
it's everywhere
in everyway
with every song
with every word
spoken to my face.
i am the one known
in every language
i am the one love
and hated by all
the human race
I AM THE THOUGHT THAT GREW
FROM ALL OF TIME AND SPACE.
:: 08-11-2018 ::
"The Life Experience"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Decisions, choices
Influential voices
Separation between wins and loses
And Life is all it costs, it's
What we do and how it's done
Where we're going and beyond
Sarcasm without the pun
Fueled by self-inflicted fun
The sun and the moon
The bride and the groom
The fork and the spoon
From the Manger to the tomb
The struggle through the fight
There is dark, and there is Light
In the balance between day and night
With our blood, sweat and tears, it is all that we write
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