Never underestimate your ability,
You are not static,
You are electrical,
You have power,
Generate the world,
You are the spark,
Light it up!

Posted in Lessons of the Drum, tagged allegory, autumn, clear quartz, lifestyle, nature, quest, silver, snow geese, south on November 9, 2021| 14 Comments »
The world seems momentarily peaceful – the autumn gales have been horrendous.
My body is grateful for this temporary respite – a gentle wind is such a welcome change from the cold icy blasts that have beseeched the prairie lately. I exhale calmly. The windy onslaughts seem to be unleashed on the world when the urban inhabitants are uneasy – their angry fearful outbursts unbalance natural order with dissention. It is not global warming that beseeches the land; it is heated rage or callous icy innuendos that extricate the gales.
I breathe in clean fresh air as I follow a curvy path that leads south. It is the same direction the snow geese are following. The sun hits their feathery bodies and they shine silver in the calm fall air above me. I can clearly hear their calls as they fly above me in a familiar “V” pattern. Each member of the flock has their view unimpeded. All can see what lies ahead on their path. There are some geese that are falling behind. It is communicated to the leader. The leader adjusts its pace so that the flock remains together but it is still moving too fast and the flock honks out their distain.
snow geese photo cbc.ca
Posted in Lessons of the Drum, tagged chaos, childhood, confess, creative writing, dance, dream, enlightenment, fantasy, lifestyle on November 4, 2021| 17 Comments »
I confess; I believe the real problem with my childhood is that I lived in a fantasy world.
When I got older, I searched for enlightenment.
Along with enlightenment came an intense sense of disillusionment.
No one warned me that enlightenment would cause my fantasy world to dissolve into chaos.
Enlightenment is destructive. It makes you take a look at the world as it really is. I didn’t like what I was seeing. People whom I adored were not who I’d envisioned – they had faults – perfect faults – faults I’d over-looked, faults I’d blinded myself to. I became very angry, disillusioned and broken. (more…)
Posted in Media Room, tagged blog, creativity, humor, inspiration, lifestyle, patience, snail, turtle, virtue on October 26, 2021| 9 Comments »
Posted in Lessons of the Drum, tagged art, blogging, creative writing, creativity, holistic, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, new age, peace, spirituality, wellness, wisdom on October 19, 2021| 4 Comments »
I am beyond the circle today, racing toward freedom. “Oh, how I love to run.”
There is strength in my legs and courage in my heart. My vision is keen. I am galloping into uncharted territory but ancient wisdom within tells me I have traveled this path before. I am not afraid. With this knowledge, I strive forward gathering increased energy and speed. The air on my face feels good. It is cool and fresh. My white mane and tail flow out behind me uninhibited. I am breathing deeply, nostrils wide. The inhalation of crisp translucent air has cleansed all senses. My exhalations are mere puffs of white. Purity has allowed my feet to float above the obstructions below so that I may glide along like wind. All restrictions have been removed. I have become a leader. But, in my exuberance with the race toward freedom, I have forgotten my herd. They have fallen behind. (more…)
Posted in Compositions, tagged abandoned, creativity, dust, forlorn, inspiration, lifestyle, memories, Photography, sands of time, whispers on October 14, 2021| 14 Comments »
Forlorn,
Creativity lost,
A train of abandoned thoughts,
Buried in the sands of time,
Like prairie dust.
If you’re silent – you can hear the whispers;
Now, only memories of a forgotten past.
Posted in The Writer's Circle, tagged creativity, Earth Angels, inspiration, lifestyle, Mindfulness, Photography, positive thinking on October 12, 2021| Leave a Comment »
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Posted in Compositions, tagged alchemist, alchemy, bannock, beggar, Canada, comfort, Flapper pie, folktale, Jiggs dinner, lifestyle, recipes, short story, soup, stone soup, Thanksgiving on October 8, 2021| 22 Comments »
Stone Soup is a folktale about sharing during a time of hardship.
The age old tale begins with the arrival of a poor starving beggar at depression struck Village. The Villagers hardly have enough provisions for themselves so refuse to feed this stranger. The beggar then offers to share his meal with them. Obviously, the beggar has no food but he is an alchemist. The magic begins when he adds a stone to a boiling pot of water. Curious, the untrusting Villagers gathered around the beggar to watch as he prepared the special soup. Since none of the villagers had enough in there larder to share with others, they found the generosity of the poor beggar peculiar.
“What are you doing?” they asked.
He smiled politely at the unfriendly villagers while he wordlessly placed his pot of makeshift soup over a fire.
“I’m making stone soup. It’s delicious. I’ll be glad to share it with all of you when I’m finished.”
The villagers watched in awe as the beggar dipped his ladle into the mixture and tasted it. (more…)
Posted in Compositions, tagged boy, cow, creative, humor, instinct, lifestyle, Little Britches, nature, stealth on October 5, 2021| 26 Comments »
“Go ahead, you can pet her. It’s okay.”
Little Britches eyed his father suspiciously, even at the ripe old age of two; he’d mastered the art of discernment.
Little Britches’ father was his hero. Still, he wasn’t totally convinced that petting that little bunting cow at the edge of the deck sniffing lilacs was in his best interest. Heck, the cows buddy, a young golden lab, knocked him over in exuberant body wriggling, tail wagging licking episodes – and, that farm dog wasn’t as big as the mini black cow with the white face they called Mable!
Little Britches shoved his hands deep into the pocket of his jeans and shifted his weight from one rubber boot to the other, his bright inquiring eyes peering up at his father from below his Blue Jays ball cap. He needed a tidbit more encouragement before attempting, “Mission: touch-the-cow!” (more…)
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