I am a woman searching for my inner goddess and using fabrics, words and photography as my road map. I find great comfort and order in my creative efforts and hope that in sharing them you find a peace also. Welcome and Be Blessed!

Saturday, July 01, 2006

The Hour of Waking

The Hour of Waking

It is the hour of waking.

I have an appointment

with the dawn.

Eyes magically pop open.

I arise, dress, brush my teeth,

meeting the day with worm breath is not right,

tie on my shoes

and I walk,

and I walk

and I walk,

and I watch Maxie

catch her first mouse

compliments of Mom

and I walk.

Today Thelia pretends to be

my dog and joins the walk.

I think about very little this morning,

I pay attention to the feel

of the movements and I walk.

At that time ethereal

when the fog is lifting,

and the birds begin their chatter,

a sliver of red

breaks through the horizon,

slowly inching higher

the sun quietly slips into the sky.

Was I

the only one



to hear the sun whisper

Good Morning to the earth?

SMK 7/1/06

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I believe that things can always be cured with a hug and a cup of tea, fixed with either a needle and thread, duct tape, WD40 or coke, and that prayer works every time. I take in strays whether in animal or childlike form. I have been mother to many for a time and this is my way of keeping up with some of those straying children that I miss. I appreciate shock value and use it often to remind people that the world is round and colorful and we are not all living in square brown cardboard boxes with little holes cut in for windows. Look for the warm fuzzies- God delivers them up fresh every day just to say- I think you are pretty darned special- so special that I have your picture up on my fridge for life and I am sending you a hug to remind you that you matter to me.

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