From afar we stare

posted on: April 14, 2020

I am no poet yet I couldn’t help but try to somehow find words to let out this pent up grief. Even in poetic restraint,  I am able to attempt at letting out this volcanic eruption of sadness and sorrow and disappointment that only those who have walked through these last many dark days can understand.

All of you.

All of us together.

Forgive me for the poetry errors below. I tried to create a Petrarchan sonnet in honor of Italy but I strayed off at the end.

Enjoy and hopefully you will find yourself in the words below.

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Whole world at our fingertips yet only must we stare

Waves lap making way to deserted pebbled shores

We are forbidden to find solace there

We each in our own way long for the day we are released from every care

 

Allowed once more to go to the sea and breathe in the blessed air

Together the sand will cling to our skin like a lost friend and second coat

Emmersing ourselves into the sea we wash away nightmares starting to bloat

Desperately trying to erase days gone by making our hope, our walk, our lives threadbare

 

Mountains, valleys, caverns and mossy rock stand still in the midst of our distress

Streams trickle on by as viciously nightmares gather a sick fog

Like baptism and rebirth we long for waterfalls’ holy bless

A wet welcome and a fond caress

 

Not a bit of Nature ceased as we were shut into our home

Our breath ashes trapped in a spray of light

Dancing behind the windowsill unable to roam

The trees await for each of us to take flight

 

A day will come where each will find themselves in Nature’s bog

Allowing our soul to mend in her perpetual fortress

Expelling this disease that has fallen on our land

Removing the sorrow as we gaze once again upon her majestic grace

 

 

 

-Laura Aranda

created April 13, 2020 in the midst of the outbreak of the novel Coronavirus disease  (COVID-19) which as a respiratory illness spread from person to person. The virus that causes COVID-19 is a novel coronavirus that was first identified during an investigation into an outbreak in Wuhan, China. To date 1,925,224 cases are world-wide with there being 119,702 deaths. Over 20,000 of those deaths are from United States citizens. We are going on our fourth week of quarantine and Stay at Home orders issued by Washington’s Governor Inslee.

 

 

Hobbit House hunting 2020

posted on: February 14, 2020

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill—The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another. No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden, and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river.

That is an exert from The Hobbit, The enchanting prelude to The Lord of the Rings

I am so excited about my Valentine, I mean Galentine’s Day weekend trip we have planned. For those who may not know, it is a nonofficial holiday, celebrated as a day for “ladies celebrating ladies.” We are going hiking and Hobbit House hunting. I have been reading J.R.R. Tolkien to be ready.

“Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.”

I think prehaps, I might have some Tookish in me as well for there has been whispers of a little piece of the Shire is hidden behind a plant nursery in Port Orchard, Washington and I intend to find it.

“There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something…You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.”

What is a Hobbit?

 

I think I might be one….

 I am super excited about what adventure Saturday holds with my friends I have made here in Washington. I hope each of you have a memorial Valentine’s Day this year and if you didn’t…try to make it special for someone else. Joy and Happiness is in the journey, it is never a destination. Read the book when you get a chance! It is full of great lines!

Oh, and here is a little song for you while you are out on your weekend adventure: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHjv0GS-f8Q When life’s giving you a hard time and you feel as though you’re being overcome, come back here, watch this video, close your eyes and listen to it again. Let peace and serenity enter your heart once more. This song makes me homesick for a place I have never been before. 

 

“May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.”

Eclectic Enneagram Tests

posted on: February 19, 2019

 

I recently came across Enneagram tests and had never heard of them before. Everyone emerges from childhood with one of the nine types dominating their personality, with inborn temperament and other pre-natal factors being the main determinants of our type

The Enneagram of Personality, or simply the Enneagram (from the Greek words ἐννέα [ennéa, meaning “nine”] and γράμμα [grámma, meaning something “written” or “drawn”]), is a model of the human psyche which is principally understood and taught as a typology of nine interconnected personality types.

Take the test then head over to http://www.sleepingatlast.com for the 9 SONGS FOR THE 9 ENNEAGRAM TYPES.

It has been amazing to see my type of a mix between Three (3
THE ACHIEVER) and Eight (8 THE CHALLENGER)
The Powerful, Dominating Type:
Self-Confident, Decisive, Willful, and Confrontational

yet I am married to a man who is a mix between Two (2 THE HELPER) and Six (6 THE LOYALIST) Reading the lyrics to the song that went with his personality moved me to tears. I understood him just a bit more.

Sleeping at Last is the podcast you have got to check out! The lyrics for each of the songs moved me to tears.

https://www.enneagraminstitute.com/relationship-type-2-with-type-3

Type One is principled, purposeful, self-controlled, and perfectionistic.

Type Two is generous, demonstrative, people-pleasing, and possessive.

Type Three is adaptable, excelling, driven, and image-conscious.

Type Four is expressive, dramatic, self-absorbed, and temperamental.

Type Five is perceptive, innovative, secretive, and isolated.

Type Six is engaging, responsible, anxious, and suspicious.

Type Seven is spontaneous, versatile, acquisitive, and scattered.

Type Eight is self-confident, decisive, willful, and confrontational.

Type Nine is receptive, reassuring, complacent, and resigned.

Check out a great website for more info on this.

https://www.enneagraminstitute.com/how-the-enneagram-system-works

 

Please take time to do the test and share your results here. I can’t wait to hear from you and know more about each reader.

What do you think? Let me know!!

The Watchman over my Lips

posted on: May 24, 2018

Power in the Tongue
5/24/18

“Oh, Watchman! Oh, Watchman!
Let me out! Let me out!
For I have a work to do.”
Cried the words of Bitterness and Strife
As the Anger and Jealousy grew

“Nay!” Saith the Watchman
“You don’t have a clue.
For if I let you go, even just a few-
Steal, Kill and Destroy
Is all you will do.”

“Oh, Watchman! Oh, Watchman!
Let me out! Let me out!
For I have a work to do.”
Cried the words of Mercy and Grace
As compassion and love was overdue

“Go! Go at once.” Granted the Watchman
“I release you at once.
For when I let you go, even just a few-
Peace, Hope and Joy
Will you breath into every life anew.”

Psalm 141:3
Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Psalm 139:4
For there is not a word in my tongue, but lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.

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