Thursday, December 9, 2021

“…one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower”

not-quite Journaling, 24

near the hospital,
a bee kisses sun-drunk blooms
and I grow in smiles


11/16/2021: I can’t say that I enjoy hospital visits (mostly because I’ve yet to reach that level of insanity), but I do delight in the blooms bedecking the courtyard—thank goodness for small pleasures.

 

11/27/2021: My house is a mess, I’m behind on pretty much everything, and my doctors have yet to figure out what caused the stomach pain and swelling that sent me to the ER. But… my tummy does not hurt (right now), soon I’ll be able to eat more than broth and yogurt, and I just cut my hair and took a delectably long shower--life is good.

 

In the sky,
nature and humans
display art—
my soul is grateful
for the gift of sight.

11/28/2021: I have never been able to take an okay picture of the moon… Then I tried to photograph two hawks fighting (or flirting *cough*), and completely missed the birds. But I accidentally captured a nice pic of the moon and a plane. Found art? Maybe. Or, perhaps, it’s the Universe, telling me, “Look, witchy woman, you didn’t miss the prize! You were just rewarded differently.

 

“Just living is not enough…
one must have sunshine,
freedom,
and a little flower.”

~ Hans Christian Andersen

12/9/2021: When one has been chronically ill for what seems like forever, it’s hard not to be hypervigilant about one’s health. Not so paranoid that one doesn’t enjoy life, but watchful enough to avoid getting kicked in the teeth by all the random f*ck yous the chronic illness monster throws one’s way. The monster’s latest kick got me in the liver and the gallbladder. Or, at least, that’s what we’re hoping. Because if it also got me in the duodenum (upcoming tests shall tell), then my crohnie butt will be in real trouble. Sigh.



In darkness, light!


- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #6: The shorter the sweeter?

39 comments:

  1. I love all these wee (yet mighty) snippets. Including the found poem of the Andersen quote. And I too am so grateful for the gift of sight! Glad you are keeping you roar primed.

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  2. All of these are very beautiful...Glad you can eat some food again..If I lived nest door I would make you a lasagne...I've been told (just by one person mind you ) that it is the best in the world :)Your photos are lovely too. I am going to put that Hans Christian Anderson quote on my blog.

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    1. Now, I will dream of lasagna. I best is the best in the whole world.

      It's a great quote. I added it to my journal.

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  3. "ROAR at the ready" -- that's you, Magaly! Love your new haircut and I hope your tummy settles down.

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    1. My tummy is still being a bastard. But a slightly less upset one. I'm keeping my fingers crossed...

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  4. I adore that Andersen quote!

    And oh yes, this:
    “my soul is grateful
    for the gift of sight”

    That is what my failed efforts at photographing the moon have taught me—that some moments can only be caught with the eyes and mind. We aren’t meant to capture all of God’s creation; some things we only experience in between-blink views and then lose. Thankfully flowers are not this way. <3

    That dark-purple flower sure posed for you! Stunning.

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    1. Thank goodness for the perfect moments we capture... in our hearts.

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  5. I love what you sprinkle in together. Like life, such a balance of beauty and pains. It is hard to get a good moon shot. I keep trying though.

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  6. Little pleasures, like these wee poetry bits, are delightful to revel in. When I'm having a down day I try to make more time for them.

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  7. Oh, I join you in giving thanks for small pleasures. If it weren't for the tiny beauties that can be seen everywhere, our world would be bleak indeed. Long live the bees and the blossoms! And when both are shut down by frigid weather, long may they live in our memories!

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    1. "Long may they live in our memories..." until spring!

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  8. You are so beautiful. I am sorry about the hospital and stomach problems. Who cares if the house is a mess. Do what you can and leave the rest. However, I love your dolls in the background. Be well and have a lovely day.

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    1. Thank you. And I love my dolls a lot. They sit across from my writing space, so they are a treat whenever I look up. Also, they keep me from staring at the mess too much!

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  9. Luv the found poem. Nice offerings all
    Best Wishes

    Much💜love

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  10. I love that first, poem and photo! Then again, I have a soft spot for blanketflower. I just realized yesterday I have seeds for seven different kinds! Great sky photo! (Ever take part in Sky Watch Friday? skyley.blogspot.com That one would fit right in.)
    Hope that you feel better soon, can eat anything you want, and they figure out why it happened to keep it from repeating. Cute photo, I love the curls!

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    1. Thank you, Lisa! And I shall check out Sky Watch Friday.

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  11. You never cease to impress with your special brand of honesty, determination, the ability to find beauty in just about anything!!! Sending positive energy your way and a big NO to that 'duodenum thing.'

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    1. Thank you, my precious Helen! And as of right now, it seems my dear duodedum (the first bit of the small intestine) is doing all right!

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  12. I, too, count my blessings. Like the fact that I got to read one after another really fine micro-observations. On the dark side (though I know we're trying to avoid that) they came to an end too soon. Nice work, MG. I'm glad you're feeling better. Maybe it's time to let that roar rip, eh?

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    1. Ending them too soon was my clever plan to make you come back for more, didn't you know!?

      Oh, and RAWR!!!

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  13. I hope you are feeling better soon and that you duodenum is a-ok.

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  14. Hey beautiful witchy soul...hope you are feeling better soon. I love the magical bee-flower photo..and then to see those hawks gorgeous. I love how always brim over with poetry and passion and fire...you always inspire my world..and I appreciate all that you are. Love the photo of you too! take care and know I am shining sparkles your way xo

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    1. Since you always inspire my heart and ink, I am loving this circle!

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  15. Hope you are feeling much better.
    writing about it gets the pain out of the way.
    sometimes in art, unexpected results can occur.
    love every bit of your post (the dolls are adorable).

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    1. So very true (including the adorableness of the dolls). 😁

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  16. I love your haircut, and I LOVE YOU! Thanks for reminding me my lifequakes this month have been mild in comparison. My niece's husband suffers from Crohn's as well, and I know first=hand how it unexpectedly sometimes cut you off at the knees. God bless you and your way of finding a bright side of mud puddles!!

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    1. Thank you so much, Bev. And I love you right back. You are so good at keeping my smile up.

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  17. I wish you all the success in your path to health. Your journey and your battles strengthen you. I am also grateful for the gift of sight (although I don't always see) because without it I would have missed the vibrant-in-your-face bloom during the drab of a December day.
    Thank you

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    1. Thank you, Joel. And we shall be grateful together.

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  18. I can think of no place more in need of sun-drunk blooms. Beautiful poem. And I love the Hans Christian Anderson quote.

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