I was taking my usual evening walk when I spotted a group of these blooming in front of an empty house.
This is a shot I made during recent trip. It is early in the morning, not too long after sunrise.
Jade green pools reflect my soul.
Around them waves of red-gold fire dance.
They cascade over alabaster bluffs and flow toward the valley of life.
The sun comes out and warms me.
Red rose petals part and invite, I draw near and crush sweet nectar from them.
Soft willow limbs embrace and hold me close.
Entwined, two now one.
I breathe deep, contentment.
Bliss, Bliss, Bliss.
I am home.
What’s Love Got To Do With It?
The road called to me Sunday morning at 6:10 AM. “Hellooooo Rider! Rider! Get up it’s time to go!” Now the road KNOWS I don’t get up BEFORE 6:15, and my alarm had not gone off just yet. So I turned over hoping for a few minutes peace, not this morning. Again the call, “Rider! get up! Donner is waiting! Let’s go!” As you may have guessed, I’m “Rider” and if you ever want to sleep in on a Sunday morning, never, never, ever take “the road” as a mistress!
Be Here Now
Be here NOW.
You cannot change yesterday, no matter how much you try. Thinking of past mistakes or hurts robs you of living in the present. Even fond memories of good times are thieves of the moment, taking from present life, so don’t dwell there long. The past is no place to live, it’s landscape is barren of possibilities.
Before you answer consider this:
Most of you have seen the Daffy Duck cartoon where he finds a ton of gold in a cave and wants it all. He’s screaming “mine! mine! mine! go! go! go! it’s all mine!” He has more gold than he can possibly use, yet, he won’t share. His limitless supply to him seems to have limits. He won’t share the opportunity for better things with anyone, his only focus being lack, need, and want. This is the competitive spirit. And we all know how it worked out for the Duck! The competitive spirit is only concerned with getting theirs, or, “I’ll get them before they get me.” The competitive spirit creates opportunity only for themselves.
“If I found a pot of Gold.”
My neighborhood has been changing the past few months. Due to the economy some families have lost their homes and been evicted. Just recently I was taking one of my walks on a overcast Sunday morning. It had been raining and the air was still misty and damp. In the early morning gloom a spot of bright orange caught my eye. Then I noticed the foreground, littered on the front lawn and driveway were household belongings. Most of us have seen this before, the evicted parties possessions dumped on the street. The orange notice pulled me in, normally I would have just walked on, after all, it’s not any of my business is it? Then I saw the children’s toys, I decided to go back for my camera and photograph the scene.