Will most of us be able to live with the lessons of 2020?


My response to this question is, I know I will try.

What are the lessons we will need to live with?

Have we understood that the power of human love is pure?

Love matters and trumps all emotions.

Love permeates everything.

Love heals old wounds.

Love is more powerful than hate.

Love dissolves everything that is ugly and not pure.

Love aids and helps to the bring order and peace.

All of us possess the power of love within us.

It doesn’t cost anything to give and spread.

This Pandemic caused pandemonium;

but it brought people together

It made us listen to the struggles of others;

it shrunk our egos.

But, some decided to abuse power instead;

as if the brain had escaped from their heads.

Hour by hour,

death was ignored,

and instead money and power was adored.

All of nature spoke and rallied to instruct

But lack of knowledge allowed ignorance to destruct.

It is true, in a world of so much change

there must be gain and loss

but we lacked, we could not find

the leaders we could trust.

Endless deception without rejection from the ones

who had the power to do so.

No practice of the golden rule.

Too many preferred to be absolute fools.

Following untruths and narcissistic desires.

Do not forget we as The People

still have the control

to make things right

and get back in the fight

to revive our democracy

and redeem our soul

as a society

as a nation,

of the free and

where justice

will prevail for all.

Let us live the lesson,

Let love be our guide.

My hate/love relationship with 2020


Never thought I would say

that any year or even the month of May

would make me so sad

and would make me so mad.

Past years have come and gone

and I was indifferent to their transition,

except of course for the years

That I hated with fervor,

where love was lost,

and when the the people

I loved the most

passed or parted forever.

I actually started loving 2020;

simply because a New Year

means hope is plenty.

I promised myself it would be a good year

to fulfill some of my bucket list dreams

Filling my life with many a cheer.

Even at my age I felt like I could start anew.

But Dreams were shattered when

A Pandemic invaded

about which too few of us knew what to do.

All dreams deferred and seemed to be in vain.

the horror of racism, hatred and mistrust

was yet another fatal kind of virus and full of disdain,

that beat my heart with a powerful thrust.

We all complied with the regulations

that were laid out for COVID 19

for all of us to be safe,

some refused and called it a hoax – which was a big mistake.

All emotion came with tears,

hauling an angry shout.

Then in October of this horrid year,

the terror grew even more.

A premonition, a deep sadness infused my soul

like never before.

Not even walking among the colorful foliage of Fall

that always brought me so much joy to see

could I conjure up happiness or at peace be.

I could only see the dark

and question life’s cruelty,

the unfairness of it all.

And as Emily did many times in her poems,

”The horror I felt deep in my heart

I could not tell to none”

so I tried to sing an auria instead.

A dear friend concerned for me

taught me to pray once again

and helped me cope with the deepest pain

no parent wants to feel.

Only God’s miracle, mercy and grace

could put at ease the fear and forever erase.

So now I try to keep hope alive

although my heart seems like

it is still,

I wait very patiently;

for a sign from the divine,

I know and trust it will only be a matter of time.

All will be well again,

2020 brought much hurt and pain.

The great thing is, it is not here to stay.

And in 23 days it will go away,

And never ever be again.

Maximize your life


Maximize your one and only life.

We only are given one, you know.

However, be vigilant of the Plan;

designed for only you,

during your terrestrial stay.

Maximize your life today.

Each day will be a gift.

Although you may not recognize the lift.

Wait quietly and still;

Careful of every step you make;

Mindful of every breath you take.

Until your life’s purpose is fulfilled.

Maximize your life.

Has anyone asked the fly on the wall?


I wonder if a fly would have flown into

the people’s house these last few days.

If that fly could talk I wonder what it would say.

Would it have nested on someone’s head as still

as the other fly did before but still no one could ignore?

What would be the first words uttered or buzzed?

And do we really want to know?

Perhaps this is merely an apprentice

and it’s too shy to tell the truth

or put on a spectacular show.

Or maybe it’s just a huge nuisance

that someone finally wacked it loose.

Like all those who came before

maybe it just decided to quit while it was ahead.

Or maybe it will stick around

the mess of syrupy sweet made up of the

Residuos of all the flattering

and massaging of the greatest ego ever to exist.

After all this wondering if

I don’t know why

an old children’s poem came to mind

and I will leave you with its title

for you to figure it out.

“There once was a women who swallowed a fly.”

I wonder why?

we all need thoughts of love


The moment is now;

we all need thoughts of love.

Feel your heart beat in your chest;

my heart beats as well.

Connect to me as you breathe in;

I too am breathing right now.

How truly rich we are,

when we shift our collective fears

to the miracle that is love and peace.

We all need thoughts of love.

All we need to do is make it a priority.

Image by klimkin from Pixabay

the wait – what will history haVe tO Say?


The wait has been excruciatingly long.

Time always knows the truth;

but what will history say,

if tyranny has its way?

It is really about knowing

that only united can we stand strong.

Patience is a virtue; my elders used to say.

But what will history have to say?

Will our democracy have survived?

I can’t count the tears I cried

just to think about its possible demise.

I want to be optimistic and

I try hard to only visualize

our republic robust and united once again.

However, I ask myself and you my friends,

What will history have to say,

if we allow tyranny have its way.

We must learn to live from within


We must learn to live from within

With faith we are never alone

It gives us the inner serenity

especially when we grow old

Be aware of God’s presence within

Like a lighthouse guides the ships at sea

Let your inner light and Wisdom

Guide you through the rough currents that be

Inside of us is the Architect

of all that is our external world

all that is what is and truth

The plan is clear and perfectly designed

Listen inwardly

For every point and measure is defined

No one can alter it

It is the creation of yourself

A work of art

God made us with a purpose in mind

You were created on purpose

for a specific time

Yes, we must learn to live from within

Take time to love

Take time to pray

Take time to nourish your soul

Become the masterpiece

You are meant to be

Trees in the sky

#grandmas4democracy – A Haiku


I worry about things

like what will happen to our

democracy now!

 

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