Appreciation
Inner joy bubbling outward
Dispersing sadness
Affection touching
Infiltrating countless hearts
Minister of All
Admiration spreads
Inspiring bigger blessings
Raising vibrations
Appreciation
Inner joy bubbling outward
Dispersing sadness
Affection touching
Infiltrating countless hearts
Minister of All
Admiration spreads
Inspiring bigger blessings
Raising vibrations
The word of the year:
Transparency! Instead of
Making claims, just be!
Comfort ends quickly
When silent devastation
Finally erupts
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 351 COMFORT and Erupt.
We all want to escape the realities of our lives at some point. Maybe it’s stress. Maybe it’s violence, whether physical, emotional, or otherwise. Maybe we’re feeling bored, lonely, isolated, or trapped. Whatever the reason, an escape from reality is often welcome!
If we can’t leave the people we live with, can’t move, change jobs, or go on vacation, we feel especially stuck. But there are still ways we can escape, albeit temporarily.
We can lose ourselves for a time in books or movies.
Meditation transports us to other dimensions that change us and might even improve our realities!
My 99-word flash nonfiction response to
Carrot Ranch MARCH 25: FLASH FICTION CHALLENGE
Before effective ways to cope-
New hearts and minds with longer ropes-
We cannot flow, we cannot move,
Until we seek and find our Truth!
—-
Written for#Threethingschallenge #551
Since Passover begins this evening, here is a medley of two Hebrew
songs. Well, one original called “Erev Tov,” (Good Evening), and a
traditional Hebrew folksong called “Shalom Chaverim,” variously
translated as “Hello Friends,” “Good-bye Friends,” and “Peace to You,
My Friends.”
These are played on zither and Oriole (soprano) recorder, and “Shalom
Chaverim” is a 2-part round. I’ve named this medley “Chaverim Tovim,”
which means “Good Friends.”
I hope you enjoy these two pieces!
Have you ever wondered why some people exist?
Why do people harm themselves and others? Why does humankind, as a
whole, refuse to change for the better, even when we know–well–we
know it would be better? Why do we keep repeating the same negative
patterns, ineffective communication styles, emotional blackmail,
mental and physical abuse, and other destructive behaviors over and
over and over?
Why don’t we learn from our mistakes? And why do those whom we believe
“deserve” to be hurt, seem to come through without a scratch, while
bad things continually happen to “good” people?
I have no answers! Instead, *I prefer keeping in mind even the
possibility that existence has its own reason for being!
—
My 117-word response for
dVerse Prosery: Possibilities.
*— Wisława Szymborska, “Possibilities”
Since the beginning of recorded time, music has been used for
everything from war to peace, from love to loss, from inciting
violence to bringing healing.
Once music was a high art form and was appreciated as such; however,
it’s mostly considered entertainment in our society.
Now, I’ve done my share of performing and providing entertainment, and
I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with that!
It was fun, both for me and for the audience, but music has so much
more to offer!
Science and the medical establishment confirm the healing–not
necessarily curative, but harmonizing, restoring,
health-promoting–power of sound and music.
Service musicians use this to their fullest advantage, choosing music
that is aligned with their patients’ needs and/or specific therapeutic
or healing goals, not for entertainment or accolades, but to help
others with the musical tools at their fingertips, in their voices,
and in their hearts.
—
Written for
#SixSentenceStories: Service.
Perhaps you’re nervous, anxious, scared
Of where you haven’t been before.
But were you frightened to be born?
You did it, even unprepared!
Go down the hall, ascend the stairs!
Be gowned, bedazzled by the ball,
Just try again if you should fall.
Play out the play, and dance the dance!
You must move forward to advance!
And take a chance for Good of All!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 50: (DANCE) in the D rhyme line.
This week I did something new. I wrote the D lines first, then the C
lines, and finally, the first 5 lines. It felt strange, but turned out
well.
Dependency’s a cold, rough stone
Around the body, mind and soul.
It keeps both sides from feeling whole;
When they’re together, they’re alone.
It strengthens stress and weakens bones;
The mind imprisoned, angry, locked.
The spirit broken and in shock…
Remove the stone! Let in the Light!
Take back your precious power and might!
Depend upon the Solid Rock!
—
Written for
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