There is a purple bar
Down the road
Not too far
Where a lot of beer is sold
Just remember where you are
When you drink at a Purple Bar
Happy Day After!
Might as well add this to Weekly Photo Challenge Walls
This week I’ve had fun looking at a number of challenges that’d asked for Dialogs or visual poems like Wordless Haiku made of photos. I worked backwards here. Use this image or your own image as a jumping off point for a conversation and see where it takes you.
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I WOMDER how it works for you?
“Not Separate is any creature or object–from the Light”. Hafiz
Once long ago after a small but traumatic accident I felt like I couldn’t get back to being “myself”. I received a card with a heart that had a small crystal in the center, and every day for ten days I used that as a focal point for meditation. I began to think of it as “aligning with Light”. I came back to myself-connect with myself. I was healed and here many years later these words from Hafiz the Sufi Master fell into my lap this week. Perhaps a reminder I need to rekindle that practice. I hope my words and story are of use for you.
Have a wonderful Wednesday
What reminds you that you are not separate?
I’m “connecting” this with the Wonderful Wisdom of Becca Givens’ Nurturing Thursday
Songs become stuck in some folks minds repeating over and over and unwanted. For others a craving for salt or wine may often insinuates themselves in the mind of the most well meaning persons. For me it color,a hue of certain intensity will demand my attention. I own an expensive, intactly beaded, cobalt blue hair clip of exquisite design because of this occasional obsession. Saffron stepped up and ask me to fallow where she might lead yesterday while I was attempting write about a broken relationship. Tuesday Tryouts Broken Relationships.
Who, or what from my past was the color
of sunlight as seen through closed eye lids?
I sat in the sun and meditated.
Marigolds for death?
My silk fairy scarf?
Cheetos stained fingers?
A copper penny? My hair,
my dog use of be that color.
Not the correct intensity.
Keep looking start seeing.
I took up the ever present camera
and ventured into the garden
an orange bell flower
posed politely for me
As did a fuchsia.
I even chased down a robin
with red breast gleaming.
Nothing satisfied or
or spoke to my soul.
Returning to the kitchen
the first crystal rainbow
of the season
lit up the tile bird above the stove.
A prayer answered
before it was asked. The crystal,
in the shape of a heart,
casting the rainbow
was a gift from Chris
a friend who vanished
from my life, as completely as,
the rainbow that faded from
my kitchen wall.
Carol Carlisle ©
These photos are taken through the back door windows hence the streaks. I was doing the sequence just about the time Weekly Photo Challenge came in yesterday asking me to do something that says home to me. I always feel my home is blessed when these lovely red house finches come visit. They showed up yesterday checking out my empty feeder that I quickly filled. I hope they make you smile as much as they do me.
The local flock made there way through the neighborhood Sunday. We all went out to watch including a little boy who commented
Interesting idea, I though, No they are the natives and most of the rest of us are immigrants!
I’m back after a week down with the Mother of All Flus!
Music Meditation to start Year. It is good to find out some one else thought, as a child, all the miracles had already taken place long ago in Bible stories.
I Resolve keep on the look out and be grateful for Every Day Miracles!
I Resolve to keep making my own stories that just might be miracles.
One more interesting thing about 2012!
This year, December has 5 Saturdays, 5 Sundays and 5 Mondays.
This only happens once every 824 years.
I’m told Boxing Day is when you take Boxed gifts around to your friends the day after Christmas.