My ship will come in

The future is in transition ...

the lifelines are cut and dangling into space ...

reaching out in all directions ...

Soon, silently,
 as a thief in the night, 
   my ship will come in ...

and I will return home ...


I AM the RiverLightRier

I AM A CHILD OF GOD

While others look to the future 

and struggle to maintain earthly security,

I appreciate the moment 

and dream where no human can go

Where has the summer gone? The Fair has passed and school is back in session for the winter...

COLD WEATHER IS NOT FAR AWAY

BUT RIGHT NOW ... It's the 8th of September 2015,  11:30 AM and already 87 degrees...
 
Here I am sitting in the livingroom, in my wicker chair at the wicker coffee table/desk, near the windows, feeling the hot breezes waifing in, and actually loving it. The sun is still coming in the windows because it's not yet noon-thirty, and the plants on the windowsill are basking in it like a couple of old folks at the beach lol

The view of a wall of leafy trees is just beyond the little lawn strip and it always makes me smile to watch air move the leaves in a dance of some kind... sometimes with additional help in the form of squirrels.

The sound of traffic on the highway just beyond is a playful little orchestra of sounds in itself... usually a sustained breathy hum accented occassionally by the sound like a flute , or by the whine like a violin or the droning sound of a viola, sometimes with the sound of a tuba, or horn, and the chirps of birds by day and the sound of millions of tinkling bells of the crickets by night...

and with the windows open and the smell of fresh mown grass breezing in, how could I NOT love days like this???

the savage materialists

"I have been watching videos on primal people who live in remote areas and it strikes me how they are being driven out and their worlds left in ruins so that "civilized"people, like you and me, can have those things that we have grown accustomed to and take for granted. We have those things at their expense... and yet... people are going to great lengths and great expense to save animals that are endangered. We are raping the world with a lust that is out of proportion with what nature intended. We speak of global warming and of the greenhouse gases and of the pollution from fossil fuels and few really seem to see that if we continue to live as we are living now, and continue to rape the land that these remote tribes of  people will be the first to go, and we will be in line in due course of time as well. .. just as the Native Americans are struggling for survival today, for the same reasons. Not so long ago families owned acres of land,and farmed it. There were many dairy farms. Now there are few and the foods are grown with chemicals and the cattle and other animals that once lived on farms,outdoors, are kept in huge controlled barns and in cages and never allowed the freedom to graze in open pastures or roam in wild grasses. Soon we will all be living in controlled environments living  in little cubicles , in controlled environments and never able to go outside and roam and feel the sun and breezes and smell the flowers ... and is happening now, and people welcome it... air conditioning, artificial lighting, and clothes driers, being the most obvious conveniences that we not only accept, but welcome as blessings that free us to do other things... like work more hours just to have our basic needs met... and many are not able to do so, and are finding themselves on the streets without food or medical attention, right here in America. Open your eyes... open your minds... the world is closing in on us... it is closing in on YOU.... like a stranger with a lolllipop it beckons... and the people follow like children lusting for the sweet taste of materialistic success, which most will never have, and those who do, have sold their souls for, and dance like puppets to entertain us...... and they smile because not to is to die..."

comment composed by RiverLightRider

Once upon a time

As we go through life sometimes it's so hectic and we get so overwhelmed with meeting the needs that it seems that we are always groping for the light of day... It's easy to see the big problems, but to forget the little blessings and reprieves that come along in life.

Once again, I found myself thinking about the future and trying to plan ahead for it, based on what I know and have here and now... Thinking of what I need to do to get those things I want and need before my life runs out. I always did that... and it's good to do, but then I have to chuckle and realize that it's pointless to worry about it TOO much.

Life has a way of sending us down roads we never expected... for better or for worse, and we really don't know how we got where we are even if we think we do. It seems reasonable to think that if you get college you get a great job if you do well there... but that's not always so. It seems that if we mess up a lot we'll never get ahead, but then there are many famous people who proved THAT wrong.

Sometimes I think there is something to FATE, but I do think we can control the littler things... like our own attitudes toward things that come along, and whether or not we will choose to watch TV or read a book, and things like that, but even then we might decide to take a shower and find that the hot water has run out because the landlord forgot to fix the hot water heater... or we might decide to forget about going to the Fair because we don't have the money for it, only to find that someone has just given us free tickets. There are always variables.

I think it's more important to do regular personal assessments... like looking into my habits and seeing how I can change one that's not working for me into one that IS, for instance. Am I a one to mope that I can't go to the fair because I don't have the money and then get the free tickets and STILL decide not to go for one reason or another?  ( No... I go, personally) Things like that can make a difference in the quality of life here and now, and change how I see things in the future.

I think that rather than looking at the world around us so much, and trying to figure out how to get from point A to point Z, we really need to take a good long look at ourselves and find the roadmap within that will lead us to where we really want and need to be. I was always a one to do that, but there was always something preventing me from getting past certain points. Doubts other people imposed on me through repeated suggestions, and actions geared toward their opinion of me, geared toward making me be, and do, what they wanted me to be and do, acting as a form of hypnotic manipulation. So my life path is rather a zig zag... though some are more complicated than that, no doubt


So I am thinking more about who I am... from the inside out... and not who I am in this world. I may not get to point Z, even so but it will make getting to the next point all that much easier.

My grandparents and parents are all gone now... The people I knew as a child have mostly become ghosts as well... the media, the news, the information we get, is all someone else's story too... Its time to edit myself again, and write myself a new script...................

TURN, TURN, TURN

  This is proving to be a year of great changes,  with glorious heights and terrifying unexpected turns, filled with unknowns awaiting answers. It's a year when everything that WAS is being washed away as if in a flood. What it will lead to is unknown. It is like a death and rebirth, beginning with the death of my mother in February, but her physical death is her birth in a new place, and it seems that I, for one, am experiencing the same kind of thing right here in this lifetime.

 It is a time for faith that is more than a mere word, but something to put into use every hour of every day, by counting the little miracle blessings that come along, and recalling them to mind... It's a year when putting faith in a higher source is the only way to avoid the terror of the unknown, and there have been many amazing little miracles and blessings along the way, tangible evidence that there is something bigger than me that knows what's best, if I just trust in it... non-verbal promises of better times to come in a new and better place. 

I planted the tiny seeds for this Coleus plant just two months ago, watering it every day and keeping it in the light of the sun, and it has come forth in great and beautiful abundance. It is my reminder, to myself, that this is like my life at this time...

For me, the food for an abundant and joyful new life is counting the many glorious little blessings that seem to come as if by magic. The watering for a new life is the FAITH in an unseen power that  knows more than I do, made evident in these small and glorious blessings and little miracles that actually make such a great difference each step of the way, and with THE LIGHT, it will come forth beautifully, and abundantly.

It is all too easy to doubt and be fearful in this world where dragons, and things under the bed and in the closet, seem all too real sometimes, but there comes a time when every child sees that those things only have power over them until the day they become aware that there is nothing there to fear because they know how to deal with them and make the dragons go away.

I am as a child now, but I count these blessings as as I go along, feeling the comfort in them as I would in the words of my parents as I was growing up, afraid of the dark, allowing the life within me to respond to the LIGHT that provides the answers for my needs here on earth, as I grow in spiritual awareness, to look back at this time as just one more stage in my earthly and spiritual progress, and nothing to fear at all.

THE LOST IMAGE

THE LOST IMAGE

                                           

There's a camera taking pictures
Can it tell just what I see?
Can it capture the real feeling
and the person that's inside me?

As I stand outside the church
looking down the empty highway
the shadows of the night
are quickly growing

My long dress whiping up the footprints
My hair pouring down my face
like tears pouring in my heart
Cause I know what it was...
all just a lie

The leaves are rustling lightly
 a cold breeze stirs them in the lights
of one lonely car that's passing
just a motion without heart,
in the night

My feet are cold here on the stone step
the threshold of a lost dream
and you're trying to capture that
like an image of the past,
of a ghost in black and white,
as if to make it real
But it wasn't meant to be, for me

The church is dark and empty
The contract null and void
The action is all past
There's a poster on the wall that says NO TRESPASSING

I tried to be the image that you wanted
but I couldn't live up to your reality
I can't be someone else
I can only be me

I had to leave it
I had to walk away
to become invisible again
and as silent as the new moon in December

It's just a memory of a memory
of one that was never made
of a dream that was best left where it was,
in the heart and mind,
where it would forever be sweet

Say good-bye to Richard
Say good-bye to Jean
Say good-bye to all of it
cause a nightmare's not my idea of a dream ...................

*written in 1970