surrounding us is the sound of wind in the deep forest

rustling the autumn leaves — hurrying them to their death

quietly they take their place upon the moss-covered earth

 as our senses absorb them in an awe-inspiring breath






they fall–there within their colors deep

red ruby piercing through the brown decay

lemon yellow tickling the mood

apricot orange is on display as our eyes walk on their way


bleeding heart berries bowing to us

white pine needles shedding their dress

the evergreen calls for our vigilance

while quietly tufts of grass are being laid to restIMAG4356








* Rev Korean name  meaning “the sound of wind in the deep forest


Nadia’s Poem to me this morning…

the stars and the moon

at the night



the birds and the sun

in the morning

"Looking East III" Photo Credit: c.Jane H. Johann, September 24, 2014. Artwork: God

“Looking East III”
Photo Credit: c.Jane H. Johann, September 24, 2014.
Artwork: God


and the dandelions in the fall




Composed by Nadia, 5 years young. She is home today with strep throat and an ear infection but is beginning to feel better! 🙂  She asked for some paper and a pencil and then she said she wrote this poem for me! She used pictures to write the poem and then interpreted the intended meanings– the last picture is her “Writer’s Notepad!”

Women’s words

Women are Human Beings. Women ARE Equal to Men. What else is there to say? We can complement one another…we do NOT need to compete with each other…we just need to accept each other as human beings and treat each other with respect. Please direct your likes and comments to this wonderful blogger, Barbara at:


Historically, we know that women were not supposed to have an opinion, a good idea, or anything but a good dinner on the table. There was little a woman was allowed to do besides all of the housework, cooking, baking, When abolitionists and suffragettes began to stand up at a podium to speak in support of ending slavery and allowing women to vote.

Now women are speakers, writers, CEO’s, athletes and not the weaker or second sex. Are we equal. NO! I am a news junkie and America is suffering from an increase of racism and misogyny.  Black men are being targeted. Even a white woman like I am can see that. Republicans have made sure that women do not earn equal pay for equal work. We are the only citizens who are not legally equal. Why? Men are threatened by women, especially women who are assertive. I will never…

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The Art of Dreaming

We must always keep a DREAM in our heart! Please direct your likes and comments to:

pieces of me

Dream Chaser by Cypherx Dream Chaser by Cypherx


“Let yourself be drawn by the strange pull of that which you truly love.”  Rumi

Don’t you just love all of the inspirational quotes about following your dreams?  “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams”.  Preach it, Eleanor Roosevelt!  Or what about our buddy Walt Disney:  “If you can dream it, you can do it”.   And since I have reached that 1/2 century marker, C.S. Lewis has become my new BFF with this one:  “You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream”.  Makes me want to take up embroidery so that I can put that on a pillow.

I have found that the problem with growing older is that my freedom and capacity to dream seems to have diminished.  When I was young I could look toward the future and know that anything was possible.  Everything…

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Book Review: The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism

Naomi Klein is a very credible Canadian journalist and documentary writer and speaker concerning our world issues. This is a book worth reading. Please direct your likes and comments to:

Evilcyclist's Bookshelf

The Shock Doctrine by Naomi Klein
The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism by Naomi Klein is the story of where and how capitalism is evolving in our society. I first heard Klein last week as a guest on Bill Mahr’s Real Time and I was pretty intrigued. I followed that up with watching her TED Talk and a trip to my local library. Klein is a writer, journalist, and film maker. She writes a syndicated column for The Nation and The Guardian, and covered the Iraq war for Harper’s. Her first book No Logo: Taking Aim at the Brand Bullies is on my short list.

People often ask me why do I read so much non-fiction when other concentrate their focus on fiction. Sometimes nonfiction can be as terrifying as a Stephen King novel. Sometimes it can be as disturbing as the best dystopian novels. Most of all it is real and…

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gentleness carries us

Dedicated  with Gratitude to Dr.  Horty Rexach

for the gentle inspiration she has given to me and for the courage in which she lives her life



the gentleness of the wind 

shifting to the right

and then to the left

carries the floating leaf to the ground

cushioning its final resting place

as it is received

 into Mother Earth



–strong emotions in our life–

move us back and forth

through our conjured expectations

 as we tighten our grip on  illusions…

release them, we must–gently–

it is necessary for our rebirth


allow the feelings to dissipate

and give rise to new life

like the tulip and daffodil bulbs

that we bury in the Fall

acknowledge their presence

weep with them if we must

then, gently put our feelings to rest


rise above

look for the good


be the good

today is our moment

NOW is our time

moving forward with our best




Thursday Re-View — Walk On

This is so very beautiful…Please direct your likes and comments to:

Soul Gatherings

In my work with loss and bereavement, music is a powerful tool. It not only comforts the dying, but the living as well.

“Graceful Passages: A Companion for Living and Dying,” produced by Michael Stillwater and Gary Malkin, blends messages and music about life, death, forgiveness and acceptance, narrated by spiritual thinkers from a variety of faith traditions.

One of my favorites, which I use for myself from time to time to affirm my life journey, follows. Here, Jeanine Prevatt holds sacred her Cherokee lineage and her deep connection to the Earth. You can also find the accompanying music on iTunes if the words speak to your heart, as they do to mine.


mocassans II

Walk On
~ Jyoti ~

Good morning, Grandfather.
I entered this life a ways back
and put skin on to walk two-legged on this Creation –
and what a glorious time it was.

It taught me…

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There Must Be Peace in the Heart

I think Compassion is key to our lives, if we desire peace within. Please direct your likes or comments to:

Through the Peacock's Eyes

peace May we all find peace within

This month’s Bloggers for Peace Challenge is Love Thy Enemy. How does one love thy enemy? I think it helps to clarify ‘like’ versus ‘love’. To love is to be responsible, to do what is best, and to bring no harm to another, or oneself. To like is more personal, or individual. I may like chocolate; you may detest it. I may like having animals around; you may feel they are pests. Likes vary from person to person, but most of us would probably agree that we do not like people who are selfish, cruel, or violent, aka enemies. It is ok not to like them, but we can still love them. We all have that choice.

‘Enemies’ are sentient beings too. When someone acts in an unkind or non-loving way, they are hurting inside. Finding compassion for their suffering frees us from…

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at the end of the day

I look at the stars and I wonder why…

I wonder how some can laugh to see you cry

Photo Credit: Unknown Artist

Photo Credit: Unknown Artist

I wonder how love turns a frozen blue

I wonder, do they not have a clue?


I wonder how people can smile in your face

Accept your meals and with you say grace

While betrayal is deep within their minds

Deceptive and callous, and you are blind


I wonder if they wake during the night

I wonder if they ever have it right

I wonder if they realize the words they breathe

Are enough to kill and your life seize


I wonder if they ever feel remorse for what they’ve done

I wonder WHY they have shot loyalty with a gun

I wonder how they live their life in illusion

I wonder how they see themselves great in the confusion


I look at the stars and I wonder why

I look at the stars and deep within I still cry

I look at the stars and give them my sadness

I look at the stars and hope to end this madness