True American Idols

 My father fought in distant seas So I could live in peace Two sunken ships he paddled from Now give my soul release  To drive as free man towards the dawn Because our soldiers paid A price that only touches some On this Memorial Day My cell phone sounds. I pick up and hear my …

Surrender

Money vanishes on wings of circumstance—not as a homing pigeon returning to roost... but like a wild hawk breaking free of the tether. And yet, we mortals breathe in cultural winds that promise swift returns and scurry to fill the empty cage with another beast of prey. Surrender—how poignant and yet so difficult. "Father, if …

Chrysalis

Chrysalis by Susan Lordi http://www.willow-tree-angel.com/willow-tree-chrysalis-figurine.html Sad goodbyes haunt my memories.Almost eight years spent traversing the earth.I breathed in your scent and kissed soft cheeks when our arms entangled.Pulling apart broke my heart into pieces that blew away in the wind.Never to fit together quite the same way again You held the Mother’s Day gift I …

Color: Pushing Past Pencil

The following is an excerpt from a post I just featured on my creativity website. I share it as a tribute to all of us right-brainers out there living in a left-brained world. Color: Pushing Past Pencil Color entices and yet terrifies me, and I’ve always wondered why. Author Betty Edwards explains in her book, Drawing …

A Modern Day Tragedy

“A writer uses words, a musician notes, an artist visual perceptions, and all need some knowledge of the techniques of their crafts. But a creative individual intuitively sees possibilities for transforming ordinary data into a new creation, transcendent over the mere raw materials.” –Betty Edwards, Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain I work in …

Common Sense: An Essential Life Skill for Mothers

Last night, I dreamed that living my life was like driving a car. I needed to renew my license, but to pass the test I had to answer twelve questions correctly. A woman, a guide of sorts, ran my test through a scanner and out came eleven coins. She explained that I needed one more …

Perspective

This morning I arise and wipe sleep from my eyes. Slumbering steps move me slowly towards the nook in the couch, the place where I think and write and listen.  Life direction moving forward? Check. Hold those whom I love close to your heart, Lord. Prayers made… Check. Worry kept at bay? Check A sliver …

I Believe

I am the gentle gardener watering your visions in the night. While editing my creativity book yesterday, I came across this paragraph I wrote several years ago: “I awoke from a dream in which the Lord was counseling me about focus. He explained that the visions He had given me are like flowers in my …

Mothers and Sons

I’m convinced that sons require multiple labors: as infants, as boys, and as young men. When a son comes forth, he tears off a piece of your heart in his tiny clenched fist. Then you spend a lifetime trying to find that missing piece so you can fit it into his destiny and feel at …