Archive for August, 2009

30
Aug

Peace is Flowing

   Posted by: milano    in General Writing

Pecae – what is it? Absence from war?
Absence from noise? Absence from stress?
That is what it is not, but what is peace?
Is it the feeling to be able to loosen every
muscle and every inner fiber knowing that it
is surrouneded by the gentlenes of puffy
clouds? Or is it the feeling that our relaxed
body will be held up with the boyancy of an
object floating in salt water? Ah peace! Is
it the total relaxation of mind and body? Now
that we do not have to worry about the
state of our being, we can be aware of the
beauty and uniqueness that otherwise goes
unnoticed. The leaf gently blowing in the
breeze. It is not concerned how the wind
blows. It is safe. It is attached to its life
giving source – the tree – by its stem.
Are we attached to our Life Giving Source by
the stem of faith? As the leaf moves, parts
of it change in intensity of color as it goes
in and out of sunlight and shade. Did we
ever notice that before?
While still at peace we hear sounds which
were always there, but somehow we never
noticed them. There is the sound of birds
chirping in the trees. It is not a continous
noise. It stops, and begins again. Is there
a pattern to it?
There is the sound of wind or breeze as it
rustles through the trees. The grass suddenly
moves – a blade or two at a time as a bug
or “critter” makes its way on an unknown
journey. That creature, so small, seems to
know its purpose and where it is going.
Perhaps, in this peace we, too, can find
purpose and begin to feel the direction in
which we are going.
There are other sounds of life going on
about us. We can listen to the noise and
not add to the clamor. We can distinguish
the varied sounds: voices, loudness, sortness
anger -joy. The sounds of traffic, which
seem meaningless, but to each there is a
purpose and a destination.
Now we can take hold of the smells about
us. The smell of freshly mowed grass, the
odor of polution from all those cars and
trucks, the aroma of coffee brewing or
pastery baking.
All this peace is flowing – in motion. We
thought that peace was a stillness. Instead
we find that peace is an ongoing movement.
If ther is no movement, there is a state of
stagnant isolation. If the intended motion is
forced to a halt, pressure and stress build
up: peace ceases. Stop – absorb the peace
around you, then continue along your
peaceful movement. If someone should
happen to stop and be aware in peace, he
shall notice you peacefully flowing

26
Aug

Twins

   Posted by: milano    in General Writing

Twice as many daipers
Twice as many pins
Twice as much as everything
For me – the mom of twins

But then the tide began to change
With twice as many smiles
That helped me make it through the day
When a few steps seemed like miles

Some say it’s twice the trouble.
I say it’s twice the fun.
Yet, I’m glad when they are sound asleep
At last – their day is done.

It’s then that I sit down to think
That blessings come in pairs
For when my time of need shall come
I’ll have twice as many prayers

15
Aug

My Silver Maple Tree

   Posted by: elvishfrost    in Poetry

Cool and welcoming shade

Warm reluctant breeze

I close my eyes in wonder

At my silver maple tree

 

Its leaves they speak of comfort

Like the breath off of the sea

Like candlelight in darkness

Is my silver maple tree

 

Its branches spreading skyward

From storms it shelters me

I’ll always be protected

By my silver maple tree

 

Standing tall through snow and rain

Ignoring harsh wind’s plea

Strong like a mountain is the trunk

Of my silver maple tree

 

Reaching deep into the earth

Like many men before me

Far and wide are spread the roots

Of my silver maple tree

 

The shade is always welcome here

The wind makes me feel free

And now I pray in thanks again

For my silver maple tree

15
Aug

Give Me A Place

   Posted by: elvishfrost    in Poetry

Give me a place, where joy is plain as day.
Give me a place, where sorrows melt away.

Give me a place, where wars never start.
Give me a place, where the world has a heart.

Give me a place, where rain isn’t feared.
Give me a place, where shadows are endeared.

Give me a place, where night and day are one.
Give me a place, where the moon loves the sun.

Give me a place, where man never lies.
Give me a place, where love never dies.

Give me a place, where all can be free.
Give me a place, where I can be me.

7
Aug

John Passarella, Author

   Posted by: margo10    in EVENT

John Passarella will be doing a seminar/booksigning on Saturday, October 24th at 12:30pm pt 2:30pm. This event is sponsored by The Writing Force and the Mays Landing Library. The public is also invited to attend.  There will be light refreshments before and after…to learn more about our visiting author please visit his website: www.johnpassarella.com .  I hope to see everyone there.

7
Aug

Lisa Dale, Writer’s Relief

   Posted by: margo10    in EVENT

Just a reminder that Lisa Dale will be coming on Wed. September 2nd from 7pm to 8pm upstairs in the conference room of the Mays Landing Library…this is for the adult group. be prepared to ask questions…pertaining to the business of publishing etc…