Friday, September 28, 2012

"When Death Comes"

When Death Comes
by Mary Oliver

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse


to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;


when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,


I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?


And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,


and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,


and each name a comfortable music in the mouth
tending as all music does, toward silence,


and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.


When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.


When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened
or full of argument.


I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Happy List.5

Air Conditioning!!!!!

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Happy List.4

1.  Rain
2.  Earth shaking, booming thunder
3.  Lightning
4.  Living in a place where worms don't invade the sidewalks after a rain
5.  The happy little lizard that lives on our front porch.  (If he wasn't little he wouldn't make me happy)
6.  The roadrunner that roams our neighborhood
7.  The smell of the earth after a rain

Friday, July 20, 2012

My Soul's Persona

In this video, Joss Stone looks, acts, and sounds like I do in my soul.  She's not even wearing shoes on stage!  How great is that?!


Rob Thomas and the band are pretty great too.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Possibilities

I love days like today when anything seems possible.  I just wish I could make it last.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Semester's End

I'm always a little disoriented at the end of a semester.  It feels odd to switch my priorities and way of thinking. Instead of the next assignment that's due, or the studying that needs to be done, I can now focus on all the things I neglected throughout the semester, telling myself I would do them once it's over.  

This semester I feel more displaced than normal.  I feel lost without the push and stress of the last couple weeks.   More than that, I put so much effort, so much time and energy into trying to catch up and finish the semester strong, and then I didn't finish one of my courses at all.  I'll have to take it again next semester.  I feel let down and disappointed.  Although there were circumstances that certainly didn't make school easier, I only have myself to blame.  That's the really difficult part.


Friday, January 20, 2012

Word Usage

Davis: What does "bored" mean?

Me: You don't have anything to do and feel the need to be entertained.

Davis: But I do have stuff to do, and I don't feel the need to be entertained.

Me: Good, then you're not bored.

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Disclaimer: Isaac says he is bored, especially lately. I'm trying to break him of it, I rarely use the word, and don't like the boys claiming to be bored, which is probably why Davis didn't know what it meant, it's not a common word in our home. I just looked "bored" up on Dictionary.com and this is part of what I found:

bore 2
vb
1.( tr ) to tire or make weary by being dull, repetitious, oruninteresting
n
2.a dull, repetitious, or uninteresting person, activity, or state


Maybe I can break him of it if I show him that. I'll keep you posted.