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Take Heart


I rarely pull out my fancy camera anymore, since I always have my camera phone with me. Over the years I have taken many full moon shots later enhancing them to pick up on the aura of the moonglow  since my camera does not afford me the crisp view of the moon man’s face. 

I happened to catch the Strawberry Moon this month and did my usual digital renderings which, to my delight, revealed a heart-shaped moon! Some of you may know I love to find things heart-shaped…rocks, leaves, trees…so I thought nothing of it until a friend shared her own photo of the moon mentioning that it looked heart-shaped. Coincidence? 

Of course I mulled this thought around a bit…(you are now entering the twilight zone of my pinging brain…fair warning…😊) …we all know that the moon reflects what it sees. From our vantage point in the world things are pretty chaotic, scary and dark. But based on the moon’s reflection I can’t help but imagine that despite our calamitous state there is a strong undercurrent of love permeating the planet. So strong that it has the power to break the rigid circle we’ve drawn around ourselves to bend the moon’s reflective surface into a heart, reminding us perhaps, or at least reminding me, to take heart when I am sad or fearful. The most important thing, the only thing that saves us all is LOVE. Even in the darkness love waits to be found. 

And so I say to you too…take heart, remembering that LOVE never fails…

Hearts, hugs and kisses,

Kat


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 19 June 2016

I must say I faced this morning’s assignment with a bit of trepidation. It was not a good week for many in the world. Or at least my corner of it. 

Reflecting on this, those last few words glared at me…”my corner of it,” gripping my heart, plunging me into an overwhelmingly painful “ah-ha” moment of truth. 

How self-centered I am! Seeking joy and pleasure, expecting it even, day after day only to grieve when calamity knocks on my own door! 

The truth is, horror and hardship happens every day to someone somewhere in this fragile broken world of ours. However do we go on under the weight of such adversity, when at any given moment one us is suffering? However indeed, because when one of us hurting, we all hurt. 

At this point, I am feeling even more out of sorts than when I began, more disappointed in myself, than anything. So reluctantly, I pulled up this week’s posts to review my whining laments hoping to find something Shi Sai worthy to print. Something that didn’t have us all wallowing in despair and loathing…

How did this week’s reverse pan out? Well, it surprised me. And it answered my question. How do we go on, each one of us, when faced with inconsolable sadness? In a word, HOPE! Between the lines of angst and sorrow, I discovered layers of hope sandwiched in…like precious gold ribbons crushed between layers of clay and sedimentary rock. There is always hope. And I realized that that is how we do it. How we survive. How we find the strength to go on. 

The worst thing that could ever happen to us is to find ourselves hopeless. There is a rhythm to the ebbs and flows…some of us riding waves of giddy exhilaration while others find themselves in the undertow. But the most important thing to remember is that we are all part of the same sea. The sea that at one moment glistens in serene tranquility and at others may become a raging temptest. We are all part of it…a sea of precious souls.

As I consider this I realize that I am being a bit hard on myself, but there is one thing I can do. When I am suffering it is acceptable to grieve, just as when I am having a good day, it is important to be grateful. But in that moment of gratefulness it is also important to consider those who are not, to say an extra prayer each time I give thanks for those who cannot. 

May you too find the light of hope when you need it most. I’m going to try to be better at keeping the light on for you.

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse ~ 19 June 2016

Your life’s a precious gift infused with grace

under the skin we are the same

time is elusive

…Yes, you are

dawn looks swell on you!

midst clouds looming dark

hints, alliaceous.
…

prized as medicinal

donning alliaceous bulbs

from nana’s kitchen…

to resist…futile

the night is long…then morning comes!

I made something special for dessert

…feeling the Love this morning

while some take to the sea to sun.

~ kat  

The Shi Sai, (formerly known as a ReVerse) is a form created by Kat Myrman in April 2016. It is a poem created by taking one line of verse from several poems of an author’s own collection. The shi sai is done as a review of a series or collection of poems and therefore, each line should flow in chronological order of the dates the poems were written (from oldest to new). The lines chosen should be the author’s favorite from each poem. This form works best if the author resists the temptation to read the full new poem before all the verses have been added. (It helps one to resist the impulse to change a line to make it “fit”)


Alliaceous – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

alliaceous

Today’s word of the day from Dictionary.com stems from the Latin “allium” meaning “garlic”. An adjective, alliaceous is a botanical term that can be used to describe plants of the allium genus or the pungent aroma wafting from things alliaceous.  An expanded definition from Collins English Dictionary states:

  1. of or relating to Allium, a genus of plants that have a strong onion or garlic smell and often have bulbs: family Alliaceae. The genus occurs in the N hemisphere and includes onion, garlic, leek, chive, and shallot
  2. tasting or smelling like garlic or onions
  3. of, relating to, or belonging to the Alliaceae, a family of flowering plants that includes the genus Allium

Delicious garlic infused pasta is a tempting aromatic dish, but something happens once it hits our tongue, rendering us unapproachable, victims of “garlic breath”. Still, I have to admit I can’t resist these savory roots: onions, garlic, shallots, chives, leeks. They add wonderful flavor and character to the food that we hate to love. The best way to have your alliaceous favorites and eat them too, is to invite a friend to join you. Amazingly, in this case, two offenses really do make it right. You’ve heard the saying…(well maybe not, but here goes)…”Friends don’t let friends eat garlic alone!” Good advice for the next time you have a hankering for something garlicky.

Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

Alliaceous Haiku

From halitosis
gourmets smell atrocious
hints, alliaceous.

Alliaceous plants
are prized as medicinal
not for their odor!

Fend off friends and fiends
donning alliaceous bulbs,
nature’s repellent.

From nana’s kitchen…
tempting alliaceous scents
must be pasta night!

kat ~ 17 June 2016


Slyboots – Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku

Today’s word of the Day on Dictionary.com is slyboots.

The Cambridge Dictionary defines slyboots as “a person who avoids showing or telling other people what he or she is thinking or intending.”

The Word Detective says that sly boot is a cousin to the term “sneaky Pete”.

“…The Oxford English Dictionary defines “sly boots” as “a sly, cunning, or crafty person; one who does things on the sly,” and notes that the phrase is usually applied in “mild or jocular use.” It’s not a phrase used in anger, in other words, but the sort of thing you say when you discover you’ve been mildly deceived (“Oh, you sly boots. You snuck a seventeenth kitten into the house!”).

“Sly boots” is a very old phrase, defined (“a seeming silly, but subtle Fellow”) in Nathan Bailey’s 1721 Dictionary of Canting and Thieving Slang, and probably a good deal older. “Sly,” of course, means “cunning, clever or wily,” and comes from an Old Norse word meaning “crafty.” “Boots” is the interesting bit, originally, in the 17th century, used as slang for a servant in a hotel who cleaned the guests’ boots. It was also used to mean the most junior officer of a regiment or member of a club, the one most likely to be stuck with menial chores (“My chief resistance to discipline was at mess where I could not brook the duties of Boots..,” 1806). “Boots,” used as a synonym of “fellow,” also found its way into various humorous and colloquial phrases of the period, such as “smooth boots” (one who is adept at flattery and manipulation), “clumsy boots” and “lazy boots.” These phrases are rarely heard today, but I think there’s an excellent case for bringing back “smooth boots,” especially here in the US. It is, after all, an election year.”

It seems that dictionary.com is enjoying this election season here in the US. Try as I might to avoid political commentary, politics seems to be a running theme! Here’s my Haiku!

Slyboots say, “trust me”
as if they truly mean it…
Trust me…they do not!


kat ~ 10 June 2016


Echoes of my Neighborhood

BumperSnickers! That’s what I like to call this week’s Echoes. Actually, I didn’t realize what a challenge this idea would be. A decade or more ago, bumper stickers were everywhere! But when I decided to actually capture a few snapshots, I discovered that it is a dying form of passive communication. We have gravitated to other means  of speaking our mind…Twitter, blogs, social media, “memes” and vanity plates! I spend just under an hour to and from work each day on the road, so I do find them entertaining. At any rate, I did manage to snap a few while I was out and about.  Happy Thursday!

I do actually…well not me…my dog! I have an English Mastiff. Drool is everywhere from floor to ceiling. We keep wipe rags on hand just in case!

I can relate to this one! My dog is my BFF! 🙂

Now this is more like it! Reminds me of the good old bumper sticker days!!!

Something tells me this person knows how to take life easy…:)

This one is definitely interesting!

What they said…I consider myself one of the sane ones.

Alma Maters are popular in my neighborhood!

A utility vehicle. Pinch point does not sound good.

I see this often. I like it. Why can’t we all just get along…

A profession of faith…

Had to throw this one in. Not a bumper sticker per se…but definitely a fun message! Ha!
This is a weekly feature inspired by Jacqueline at her blog A Cooking Pot and Twisted Tales.