a passionate poem that will capture your senses …each line is like a gentle breeze carrying you over the seas of love! Lovely poem by Gyslaine!
Category Archives: Poetry; Solitude
the orphanage in Pavlovsk…..
We have many injustices cropping up everywhere in this country…but we also still have it better than 70% of the world…I am hoping by sharing your blog that we will appreciate more what we do have….and then be pushed to help those who have less…and SHARE more with each other. IF each person did one sharing a day, what a world it would be!
When I first moved to Russia in 2011 during the depths of winter, it became incredibly apparent to me that life in Russia is not for the faint of heart. Perhaps it is because I arrived at the end of January when there were twelve foot snow piles and twelve inches of ice covering the sidewalks; killer icicles hung from the buildings, bitter cold temperatures pierced through every layer of clothing, and dark overcast days seemed in abundance. There were days when I would wake up ready for a warm shower only to find that the hot water was off, again, and it was -30°C outside. Over time, you begin to see how incredibly difficult life can be for many Russian people and it is not uncommon for one’s skin to thicken in response. Russian people are very tough and if you do not toughen up yourself while living there…
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Abie & His GrandFather
This is such a tender story of family…of loss…of help…of love! It will touch your heart!
A day in the life – when you are trapped in your body
A Woman of great courage! A Woman who has such deep strength…giving the best of herself everyday…Her determination to LIVE as fully as you and me…and then I dare to complain when I have a body that moves…Very Inspiring Woman!
for Shane…

Shane
the heavens dipped down and snatched you from us
no more drinking from the sorrows of life’s chalice
Prometheus flown into the sky…
leaving us with tears in our eyes
the angels saw your light and took you home
peace and love are now your throne
we humans here below
were blessed with your angelic glow
you had passion deep within your heart
you gave your best right from the start
we will carry on your dream
the promise you left us in between

Shane, a young poet and writer, immortalized forever in our hearts
http://shanesbookblog.com
My heartfelt sympathy for the hearts that miss you and love you! Especially your Mother, your special friend, Melissa, and for Patty, his soul sister.
If we share…
Spread love not war

Almost every family
in this countryside has had a family member
who has either
died in a war,
fought in a war,
been lost in a war,
suffers a mental disorder because of being in a war.
So many human lives lost…
so many innocent people killed…
so much LIGHT snuffed out…
WHY?
No war has ever stopped another war…
Young men and women
in our country
are told to fight for democracy…
for freedom for others.
Meanwhile, we are losing our right to assembly here in this country,
we are losing our rights to unionize,
we are losing our right to question…
we are losing our homes…
we are losing our families…
we are losing our health…
the healthcare of our elderly is going to hell…
the education of our young children is being destroyed…
the number of homeless people…has now developed into homeless families…in every state
something is NOT right…
We are told we fight wars for humanitarian reasons
Yet we are more dehumanized by war.
We go abroad to fight wars,
yet we have internal wars here.
Unless we are Native American, we are all immigrants to this country.
Yet, today, we fight against allowing others to live here.
WHO are WE?
Another war here on immigration.
WHY are we destroying ourselves and each other?
WHY are we not building one another up?
WHY are we not being tender and kind to each other?
WHY?
Sticks and Stones…
There are a number of issues in this story: (1)no one should be ridiculed; (2)no one should be called names of any sort; (3)Personally, I do not have an issue with anyone’s homosexuality–nevertheless, in this story, being labelled “gay” is said in an offensive way to this young boy–this should never happen! (4)WHO teaches children to “name-call”…to call someone “gay?” in a derogatory way? This is a sad reflection of the adult models in the lives of these children.
We all grow up in a world where there are bullies. Most of us, if we are lucky, reach adulthood without too many scars. As a mom, I can now see that the physical scars aren’t really what caused the most damage. The real long-term harm came from the mean things people said and did along the way. Those mean words that planted themselves into our self-image. They play, like broken records, in our minds. The words that we adopt as our own, until we bully ourselves into submission.
My son has been bullied since he was in 2nd grade. The term bully congers up images of a big kid, with big-bad words, and even bigger fists. My son’s bully doesn’t really fit that description. For him, it’s a group of sweet little boys and girls who somehow, at the age of 7, decided that they would use their big…
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intrinsic goodness
Thoughts on SCOTUS and Gay Marriage
A very open-minded, constructive and sensible approach that would help us all travel to respect for one another.

The two court rulings this week relating to the whelming social issue of gay rights provoke fiery passions and deep conflicts. I wish it were not so, but it is, and I think I understand it. But I believe it’s best for everyone to take a few steps back and try to view the larger frame. Regardless the technical strengths and weaknesses of constitutional jurisprudence, and there are both, in the arguments made before the court as well as in the decisions and dissents of the justices, the core issue grinding these judicial proceedings is simply one of human decency and social equity.
My citizenship credentials are conservative; philosophically, politically, economically and ethically. I am Roman Catholic by birth and by informed adult choice. So I understand much of what motivates protest against gay rights. But the good Lord blessed me with a free will and a soul I…
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