Phone going to voice mail. ..
Me: Do you want to leave a message?
Carter, at 4: No, I only talk to real people!
Monday, January 20, 2014
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Possibilities
What do you dream of being?
The world of possibility lies not in "I can't" but in "I can"!
The world of possibility lies not in "I can't" but in "I can"!
Happy Places
- Pajama days
- PAD days when I put my car in the ditch...and great bosses
- the new woodburner!
- grandchildren
- children!
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Happy New Year 2014
In this New Year may you...
Find new friends,
Strengthen old bonds,
Clear out the clutter and noise,
Make time to meditate, create, and heal;
Forgive yourself and others,
Enjoy your time with family and loved ones,
Make peace with youself,
Give back to our home - the Earth,
Share your love and feel it reciprocated threefold,
Find your heart, compassion, and love for our fellow man.
Diana
Find new friends,
Strengthen old bonds,
Clear out the clutter and noise,
Make time to meditate, create, and heal;
Forgive yourself and others,
Enjoy your time with family and loved ones,
Make peace with youself,
Give back to our home - the Earth,
Share your love and feel it reciprocated threefold,
Find your heart, compassion, and love for our fellow man.
Diana
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Heart Song
Heart Song
05/22/2013
DRoof
My Heart Song
Floats on a breeze
Light as the wind.
Do you hear it?
My Heart Song
Drums its' own beat
High above the street
Do you feel it?
My Heart Song
Tender in the night
Seeking out a beat
Playing your song too.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Homecoming
I'm coming home.
Coming home.
How profound. .
I've never thought of this in depth before.
It is my house? Possibly. i think today it means my physical home...my body. I think it also means recognizing my spiritual self and my journey on that path and how this all relates to my physical vessel.
It is about who I am and being comfortable in my oneness of self.
That is wayward journey. It means accepting all of myself even those parts I don't like, trust, or even acknowledge yet.
Coming home.
How profound. .
I've never thought of this in depth before.
It is my house? Possibly. i think today it means my physical home...my body. I think it also means recognizing my spiritual self and my journey on that path and how this all relates to my physical vessel.
It is about who I am and being comfortable in my oneness of self.
That is wayward journey. It means accepting all of myself even those parts I don't like, trust, or even acknowledge yet.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Grandkid smiles
Last night I was plucking chin hairs and
my two grandsons were fascinated.
Four year old: What you doing maw maw?
Me: Pulling out hair on my chin I don't want.
Three year old: Why?
Me: Girls don't like hair on their chins. Boys do.
Four year old: You have a lot under your chin too, maw maw!
Me: Thanks Alex!
About that time I shoed them out of my bedroom! Gotta love grandbabies!
4/11/2013
Four year old: What you doing maw maw?
Me: Pulling out hair on my chin I don't want.
Three year old: Why?
Me: Girls don't like hair on their chins. Boys do.
Four year old: You have a lot under your chin too, maw maw!
Me: Thanks Alex!
About that time I shoed them out of my bedroom! Gotta love grandbabies!
4/11/2013
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Early morn
The early morn smell of damp earth, not warm, but warming the burgeoning thrust of Life.
4/9/13
D. Roof
4/9/13
D. Roof
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Lincoln
He walks the halls of justice
In the dead of the night,
The weight of the unborn
Of a nation on his heart.
He walks the halls of the mansion
A new-born country to mend,
He knew the might of a nation
Depended on him.
He walked the halls of justice,
With his life he paid the price.
He walked the halls of justice,
Forever right.
1/27/13
D. Roof
In the dead of the night,
The weight of the unborn
Of a nation on his heart.
He walks the halls of the mansion
A new-born country to mend,
He knew the might of a nation
Depended on him.
He walked the halls of justice,
With his life he paid the price.
He walked the halls of justice,
Forever right.
1/27/13
D. Roof
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