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New Moon In Capricorn

January 12, 2018 1 Comment

This New Moon at 26° 55′ Capricorn on 16 January 2018, 06:18 PM PST in many ways is the culmination of Capricorn season this year. The Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Saturn and Pluto are all in Capricorn! Cardinal earth completely dominates this New Moon with the only outlier being feisty Uranus in Aries. Don’t discount […]

via New Moon in Capricorn, January 16, 2018 — Libra Seeking Balance

#WritePhoto Crow Games

January 11, 2018 5 Comments

crow

crow

Our position has been discovered by the crows
Someone left a shiny piece of aluminum foil
On the ground next to the campfire last night
This morning we are surrounded by the curiosity
Of these black inspectors who went through our packs
Looking for treasures they could stash for later
Finding our party lacking in basic bling they demanded
That we surrender the rest of our food to them
Tormenting us with a screeching cacophony of bird anger
They let us know what a tremendous disappointment
We have been to them by pecking out our eyes

The sky went dark just before the explosion

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This little ditty was composed in response to this week’s photo prompt in Sue Vincent’s Echo.  Please join us to read, write, comment and enjoy different takes on this weekly photo.

#WritePhoto Mystical Window

January 4, 2018 9 Comments

winter-rose

winter-rose

In deepest slumber on the coldest night of my life
I was shown a vision with no explanation or key
A window appeared to float above my dreaming soul
It beckoned me to gaze into the unknown to learn
Why our daily lives now are so deeply troubled
Roses, symbols of love and sainthood, bloomed
Still somehow danger and decay very closely loomed

I woke in a cold sweat without a clue to what it all meant

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This short poem is a response to the photo prompt this week on Sue Vincent’s Echo.  Every week Sue post a new image to inspire writing.  Please join us to read, comment, or write your own interpretation.

#WritePhoto Midwinter Moments

December 28, 2017 7 Comments

light

light

After work we walked down to the shore to watch the sun set on the shortest day of the year. We were looking for comfort as the calendar told us to begin a new year. The resolutions we made in the past have been leading us to this point. Our point had no point, our days had no joy, and our business had lost a reason to be of service. We had become the victims of habit, impulse, drudgery and slothful thinking. Time had become flat and meaningless.

My sister asked me if I thought we would survive the winter.  I answered honestly that I was not so sure we could.  When she trembled and asked if I believed in luck and fate I told her I did not put much stock in luck.  Fate is another matter, because we can not know our fate.  We do fashion our own good fortune or lack thereof when we create our self image.  We waited by the water and watched the light of the sun sink into the horizon while I wondered how I could change our luck, in which I had just claimed to have no belief.  After dark I whispered to her, “All our needs are easily met.” The moon rose, shining brightly on the path to our home.  Our spirits lifted and we felt a surge of bliss.  We harvested hope in the night that would last all year. We floated home on a cloud of new optimism.

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This short story is based on the photo prompt on this weeks’ Echo by Sue Vincent.  She inspires us every Thursday with a new photo to which we respond with poetry or prose, comedy or dark dystopian drama.  This group is diverse, bringing a talented response to the snapshot of the moment.  Join us to read, comment, or submit your own response here.  Thanks for stopping by today.

Withdraw

December 27, 2017 1 Comment

Step away from the battle, place your weapon on the ground
Look intensely at this serious enemy you think you have found
How does this stranger offend? What makes this human bad?
Your history with prejudice is rooted in a deeper cultural
belief
From which you now must free yourself in order to find some relief

warfare

warfare

Break with the past and change the scripted outcome before it is too late

predictable patterns

predictable patterns

 

Path Through Darkness

December 26, 2017

darkness and light

darkness and light

Dangerous winds whistled in from the south with news
That change was in the air and revolutions brewed
In the darkness spies crawled into town like snakes
Slithering around the gossiping crowd, those slimy fakes
Gathered intelligence they planned to use in the war
Dust clouds on the horizon brought a shivers and fear
The future loomed so crazy, but there was nowhere
Left for anyone to go but there

fire

fire

Earth Sign Solemnity

December 25, 2017 1 Comment

The atmosphere this week is on the solemn side with four planets residing in Capricorn now: the Sun, Venus, Saturn and Pluto. On the plus side, Mercury is now direct in Sagittarius and will gradually pick up speed over the course of the week. There are only a couple of major aspects which leaves the […]

via Week of December 25, 2017 — Libra Seeking Balance

#WeekendCoffeeShare Defining Moments

December 25, 2017 6 Comments

If we were having coffee this Christmas morning I would invite you to sit back and enjoy the fire in the wood stove and the candle lighting around the room. I am up early to enjoy this predawn time, as usual. I am in a good mood because I realize how wonderful defining this year of 2017 has been. I did not plan to do a major change this year, but I have certainly accomplished one.  I sold my extra red estate and pared down the size of my possessions in order to fit into my condo.  This has been extremely liberating and satisfying.  I am left with much less stuff, which I love much more.

I am serving coffee, and an assortment of teas, including some iced green tea.  We have celebrated all month, and today have no plans to go out or do anything.  We are not giving gifts because we just spent months deleting items from our possessions, and are not in the mood to fill up our space with stuff again.  We are truly sated.

I did go on a shopping spree this fall, all of which has upgraded our lifestyle.  I did little frivolous spending.  Most of the spree was spent on very practical home improvements.  I wrapped up the spree by buying a new garage door opener last weekend, because mine was on it’s last breath, about to break forever. I was so happy to replace it before it caused a tragic inconvenience in my life. I continue to take a box to the Goodwill each week to fine tune my stuff, since editing is forever.  I have new underwear, socks, wifi speakers, and Alexa can now answer the phone on speaker.  I have one more planned expenditure with my real estate profits, a hot springs vacation in February. I have not traveled much since I started my job last May, so I am planning a reward for myself in California. I will spa down for a few days, then stay in Joshua Tree in an air bnb.  I have already booked my favorite hot springs hotel, but there are many highly desirable air bnb rentals near the Joshua Tree National Park.  The decision is part of the fun for me. Are you going anywhere this winter?  Do you like planing, or like to take off and see what happens?  I like a good accommodation reservation and lots of free time.  That is the perfect combination for me.

My blogging is slowly becoming regular once more.  I changed may schedule at work, and have started doing my writing before I go to my job.  This is working a little better.  I do appreciate the return of the weekend coffee share because I enjoy keeping up with the group and the writing you are doing.  Please join us on the weekends to share happenings and feelings over digital beverages.  Eclectic Ali is hosting this movable feast, which includes a diverse group of writers from around the globe.  The party is always digitally delicious.  Merry Christmas to all! Thanks for stopping by.

#Weekendcoffeeshare

#WritePhoto Thaw

December 21, 2017 12 Comments

thaw

thaw

Crimson mittens kept our fingers warm as we marched up the hill in the forrest. Our lunch was still heavy in our systems while we trudged through the snow on the icy path looking for firewood. The night before we had slept at our grandparents’ cabin, full of memories, old books, letters, and games. We sifted through the boxes of photos, finding some that had been taken of our childhood visits. Those black and white images of our grandparents before their hair turned white flooded us with sentimentality.

We sat next to the fireplace telling stories and laughing about our youth until we had consumed all the dry wood. Watching the embers die and darkness descend was like witnessing the energy drained from those gentle ancestors who left us this cabin. They spent their lives in remote isolation, content with nature’s schedule. The grandchildren came for a month every summer, but returned to the city for the rest of the year.  Now that they were gone we came out on winter holiday to take care of the place and decide what to do with it.  It was the first time we had seen the place in winter.  It was the only time we had been there without our grandparents.

We found a few pieces of dry wood tucked into a cranny in the rocks.  We carried enough back to the house to make one more fire.  This time the stories turned solemn, and spirits joined together in a mutual sadness and loss.  We had busy lives, rarely stopping to reflect.  None of us gathered our own firewood or even cleaned our own houses in the city.  Our family was warmed in the glow of the fire, and let go of the daily grind.  We recognized the loss of our grandparents was also the loss of a way of life none of us had embraced.  The cabin contained traditions and memories that were melting like the snow, dissolving into the earth.  This year the thaw will wash away most of our family’s connection to this place.  It is possible to gain a fortune and lose it again many times.  Once time is gone, it will never return.

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Please join Sue Vincent each Thursday for a photo prompt on her Echo.  Read, comment, or write your own story, poem, or essay here.  The responses are many and varied.

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