It cannot cripple love,
It cannot shatter hope,
It cannot corrode faith,
It cannot eat away peace,
It cannot destroy confidence,
It cannot kill friendship,
It cannot shut out memories,
It cannot silence courage,
It cannot reduce eternal life,
It cannot quench the Spirit,
It cannot lessen the power of the resurrection.
On Thursday morning, I went to Starbucks to write. It seemed like a inviting place to have some tea, sit and write away from the demands of my home. I ordered a Chai tea latte. It was warm out, so I decided to sit outside, away from the unusually loud music. The din of the morning crowd must drown it out, as I’d never noticed them BLARING music in this particular Starbucks. As I sat down, I realized the speakers also blare the outdoor patio. I took a seat anyways, moving an ashtray first. I challenged myself to write without letting distractions effect me. I opened my notebook and reacquainted myself with the characters, I got so intimately involved with on my retreat, where I was able to hear them and follow them to places I never dreamed of. Continue Reading »
Living by the ocean should not be taken for granted. In Southern California, where the beach is so accessible, I’ve heard of people who haven’t visited the beach in decades or ever. It’s such a rejuvenating experience to witness infinity, the infinite number of waves is what I like to ponder as I sit by the ocean. Today, I was lucky enough to see four dolphins playing by the shore. It may have been the closet I have ever seen them not counting SeaWorld, of course. I’ve seen dolphins plenty of times in Southern California but no matter how many time I see them, I get as excited as a little kid. I make sure everyone around me, witnesses them too. I’m not sure if it’s an old wives tale that seeing them is good luck, but for me, I feel blessed every time it happens. Today, the four dolphins leaping in the infinity of waves brought a tear to my eye (no it wasn’t the smoke from the fires) and I thanked God for such beautiful ideas!
What is it about the full moon? The last few nights it has called to me at around 3AM to see its glow in my backyard. The white light radiates in through the windows, the shadows are so strong. Unlike what Simon and Garfunkel say, I think everything looks better in black and white. My friend, Angela and her husband, “Lunar Larry,” celebrate the moon every month by going on full moon dates. I agree Earth’s one satellite should be celebrated. The white glow should wash us all of our iniquities. If you haven’t seen it, go take it in and know that this month it is called the full beaver moon.
“O give thanks unto the Lord, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy; And gathered them out of the lands, from the east, and from the west, from the north, and from the south.” (Psalm 107;1-3)
“Life is too short to make just one decision
Music’s too large for just one station
Love is too big for just one nation and
God is too big for just one religion” (Michael Franti)
Yesterday morning after I voted, I felt compelled to listen to John Mellencamp’s “Peaceful World” and “Walk Tall.” I even texted a few friends, “John Cougar for Prez.” Today, this was posted on his website:
“This for me is something I never thought I would see in my life,” said Mellencamp, echoing a feeling common to millions of Americans black and white and all colors in-between—especially those who came of age in the 1960s.
“I remember the assassination of Martin Luther King and the marches in Selma, Alabama, and seeing Rosa Parks, demonstrators getting sprayed by fire hoses and attacked by police dogs and all the other horrible things that happened at that time in our country,” he continued. “Then I played at the 2004 Democratic Convention, which was my first introduction to Barack Obama, and after his keynote address I looked at my wife Elaine and said, ‘Man, what a poet! He could be president of the United States!’ And that’s absolutely verbatim.
“But even I, who have written countless songs about race, could not believe that a man of color could be president of the United States. But today I am so proud of America. I am so happy for all Americans, that we have finally started to fulfill our obligation to the immortal words of our Declaration of Independence, that all men are created equal. We cannot expect this man to immediately change the last eight years of fear and deception, but I think we can rejoice in the fact that there is someone speaking not just for his own interests, now, but hopefully as a voice for us all.” John Mellencamp