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Seem so simple, trivial, these books but aren't.
Firstly, humans are picture people. Always been so.
Young minds forming memory, cognition.
Before kids can read, they can conceive images.
Just not speech or actual words yet.
Feelings, however, do register.
And mirrors do stump babies for a while. Ever notice?
Toddlers do show some preferences in time.
So Granna, ever the observer, was clever
in making up still photo books for each grand.
Thoughtfully captioning each picture for later on.
The books are child size, four by six inches
with clear plastic sleeves for about two dozen photos.
At bedtime, new parents will patiently sit
and read these books to groggy children fighting sleep.
They look and turn pages as parents talk away.
Seeing themselves in photos, they jump. Point. Giggle.
Seeing cousins, uncles, aunts and far away friends
is all important in developing little egos.
Not able to read a single word,
they "pretend read", mumbling. Mimicking.
Memorizing images, refeeling the feelings.
Soon the grands will request the books.
Going over them again and again.
Remembering fun days, becoming part of the tribe.
Once Granna and Granda are gone,
only in the books they'll live on.
Reciting captions, sharing times, places, passed faces,
always carrying the feelings, the indelible conceptions.
Sometimes it elevates to look so very close in.
Gently falling back into moments
when dust has been whisked away by time.
December 25 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Revelation 1-3
Key Verse – Revelation 1:8 I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HE IS
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA
Praise be to God for He is the Alpha and Omega along His:
Faithfulness in flourishing our faith
Fervency in fueling our fortitude
Freedom in forgiving our foolishness
Firmness in framing our foundation
Festiveness in filling our futility
Revelation 2:18 Praise be to the Lord for having eyes
like unto flame of fire, searching our hearts against:
Pride by His power
Prejudice with His prudence
Perversions along His perfection
Pessimism toward His purpose and plan
Preferences upon His principled precepts
Revelation 3:3 Praise be to the Saviour for
knowing our works with our:
Experience but dry in service
Exposure but dirty in saintliness
Example but defiled in sacrifices
Existence but dead in spirituality
Exaltation bestowed by His salvation-security. Amen!
December 25, 2024
January 13 Scripture Meditations Based on Genesis 42-45
Key Verse – Genesis 42:6 And Joseph was the governor over the land…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY LIFE-GOVERNOR
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must praise
While I bow down before You upon Your leadership’s brace
Sincerely seeking You and Your grace
In my pursuit to please You along life’s race.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must esteem
While I radiate in Your light’s holy gleam
Sincerely beseeching You and Your approval’s beam
In my desire to glorify You through the way You deem.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must follow
While I submit to Your leadership along Your loving glow
Sincerely obeying You and Your commands as my pride I swallow
In my goal to prioritize You midst sorrow and failures’ blow.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must honour
While I lay myself at Your altar of sacrifice having You as my gift donor
Sincerely acknowledging You and Your power’s might of sovereign tenor
In my aim to choose You foremost among conditions or preferences of or and nor.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must respect
While I surrender to Your rulership in every aspect
Sincerely lifting You and Your name whenever I worshipfully introspect
In my resolution to magnify You in my stewardship of biblical circumspect.
Thank You for being my life-Governor I must serve
While I offer my all to Your mercy-throne without any reserve
Sincerely giving all to You and Your ministry where my life You preserve
In my willingness to labour for You with my utmost which You deserve.
January 13, 2022
I’ve had many friends in my life who were older…who turned grey
We haven’t always seen eye to eye…but we love each other anyway.
I’ve had many friends in my life…who have different ways tor pray
Their God has not always been my God…but we love each other anyway.
I’ve had many friends in my life…who are lesbian…or gay
Who don’t love the way that I love…but we love each other anyway.
I’ve had many friends….I don’t always understand every word they say
and others who’s skin color is not my skin color…but we love each other anyway.
I’ve reached the point in my life where I’m the old one who’s turned grey
and I wonder how,
over the years
despite our differences,
we’ve all loved each other anyway…
Could it be that love looks beyonds our differences
beyond what asymmetry tears some of us apart
and instead has found a way to look straight into our hearts…
Perhaps love knows when we look beyond our different faiths,
our different colors,
our different preferences…
our different names
When we see inside another person
all hearts look the same.
Haven where solicitous parents hover
over sick little ones and dispense advice to
mature ones; an emotional stronghold, not merely an
edifice one enters for physical shelter.
Sanctuary whose personality changes
with time, paralleling inhabitants' metamorphoses,
embellished with evidences of the pride and sentimentality
each possesses, those preferences each
thrives on as part and parcel of existence.
Houses become homes when those within love them and
one another--nurturing, respecting, mending,
maintaining that rapport and awareness
essential in relationships within and beyond walls.
July 5, 2017, entered in Brian Strand's Early July Premiere Contest
When God created the Animal Kingdom
he chose to give the human specie the regins
to cherish and protect all life
across space, air, earth and water
through darkness and sun's rays.
He would diverse our species
with preferences, intelligene and color
seeking to paint a landscape of unity
amongst strangers, friends and brothers.
Forests, prairies, farmlands and oceans
would all fall within out domain
yielding aboretums, gardens, zoos and parks
to cherish and protect all just the same.
He would wave his finger
at power, greed and lust
and would couiple people's hands
saying all should embrace and trust.
God organized us
amongst various establishments
allowing us to help one another
in everyway he meant.
Societies would form
upon his heavenly grace
though peace is all he asked for
in front of his glorious face.
When God created the Animal Kingdom
he did so bearing faith
that we would cherish and protect the Earth
for this is our collective space.
We watched the sun rise on the west coast of Florida
over a landscape vast and wide
Then we drove 200 miles across the state
to watch it set on the other side.
This morning we watched it rise again
200 miles away from our home by car
And I thought isn’t it amazing how the sun rises
on all of us
no matter who we are?
Each morning without a doubt in her mind
she rises and our day begins…
She doesn’t care about our nationality,
our religion
or the color of our skin.
She doesn’t care about our sexual preferences
if we are athletic,
coordinated
or lame.
Every morning without fail…
she rises just the same.
She doesn’t care if we’re fat
or thin,
if we’re tiny,
blind,
deaf
or tall
When she rises she doesn’t seem to care
what any of us look like at all
Perhaps the sun is sending us a message…
as sunrise after sunrise we see…
If she can rise above all our differences
Perhaps she’s saying…
so can’ we.
A Solar trims the Earth's waistline,
while Polars bare all the segments,
Springing up those northern steppes leans sublime,
the Vernal Equinox presents,
then, on March 20th, it will shine.
The southern Pole leans the same way,
as the September Equinox appears,
on September, the 22nd day,
though terms mirror a different side as it leers,
it's Summer there, and it's their time to play.
The Winter Solstice 2025 blinks,
the northern Pole hails a Holy day is on,
December 21st freezes the winks,
as the holidays, year-end dawn,
gifts, fireworks, food, and some drinks.
At the southern Pole, they bare it all daily,
as the Summer Solstice, the sun takes sides,
the people are out and about dillydally,
swimming and surfing the tides,
on July 21st, the Cape Town and Rio rally.
The sidereal year is when the planet rounds its Sun star,
and the tropical year, they all straighten out,
though quartered as the calendrical stretched far,
they separate as seasons all about,
named Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, they are.
Astronomically, Equinoxes and Solstices,
Metrologically, they are seasonal sources,
Astro spatial heavenly body's positioned advices,
Metro is a simplistic seasonal of choices,
pros and novices sufficiently entices.
What LeftBrain Yang learns about nature,
by standing apart from nature,
RightBrain Yin explores within Sacred Nature v Secularizing Pathology.
LeftBrain Yang
sells us Win-Lose choice
of therapy restoring peace, someday,
or retributive traumatic self-righteous justice,
sufficient for today.
RightBrain Yin
would offer ego/ecotherapy within,
with sacred natural-spiritual
nondual Yang-Yin primal relationship.
Yin darkly offers this deeper sacred ecological gift
of cognitive-affective dissonance,
anti-enthymematic noise,
resistance,
depressing witness,
Yin lightly invites divine co-presence,
basic attendance,
noticing Win-Lose of YangLeft
against YinRight crises
As also Win-Win LeftEgo
within RightEco
sacred Gaian opportunities
for restoring cooperative
bilateral balancing
health-therapy
Rather than Yang's dominating habit
of dismissing,
undervaluing Yin's matriarchal WisdomCircles
seeking com[passionate]
poly[culturing]
natural-spiritual outcomes.
Our political economies of choice
toward Win-Win cooperative light
or competitive Win-Lose,
not quite so bright, defaults,
preferences,
instincts,
choices,
proclivities
invite restorative therapies
of RightBrain's Sacred Tao-ecology
With ThreePoint Trinitarian thermodynamics
dipolar appositional vectors,
nomials,
variables,
dialectal structures,
morphology,
ethology,
cosmology,
revolutionary transubstantiation,
wu-wei dipolarity,
positive psychology,
biology,
sacred ecology
of Win-Win bilaterally humane-divine
ego-eco
Left-Right
DNA-RNA ecopolitical solidarity
Fractal holonic 4D RealTime relationships,
double-binding
within full-color and sound
scaled spectral octaves
Singing and dancing together
but not merely toward or for poor victim sinner Others,
and certainly no longer degenerating away from
restoring co-redemptive Others,
but Win-Win singing PermaCulturing NatureSpirit Operas,
already at bicameral hand
and foot
and mindbodies
within bilateral Earth-consciousness
Teaching and learning
speaking and hearing
giving and receiving
deep sacred healthy-wealth,
compassionate nurturing ecology.
I like when days are shorter,
Though I know most won’t agree,
But getting out before the sunrise
Seems just right to me.
On winter days I read in bed
Before I venture out.
Yet now, with just one chapter,
There’s a bright blue sky, no doubt.
I miss the oranges and pinks
That make the sky aglow.
It’s like having front row seats
For Nature’s early morning show.
The daylight hours stretch, as well,
So when it’s sunny-bright
At the dinner hour and beyond,
It doesn’t feel like night.
I much prefer the coziness
Of being tucked inside
When the afternoon is slowly
Starting on its evening slide.
Alas, my preferences take hold
For one-half of the year
And to the rules, I have no choice
But simply to adhere.