Vineri, Ianuarie, 12, 2024, A sosit al 30-lea nepot parintilor nostrii:) Sora mea Oana a nascut, si ne bucuram alaturi de ea:) Domnul sa-i tina in continuare in sanatate:)

New International Version
And if your eye causes you to stumble, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to enter life with one eye than to have two eyes and be thrown into the fire of hell. Mathew 18:9

Among other verses, this was always a weird and uncomfortable verse to me, for I don’t want to lose a limb or go through that sort of pain. But I’ve learned a few things along the way, and how I see this verse is: am I willing to hurt to live what I believe in? So now, that I can keep my limbs and eyes, it puts me in a contemplative mode. Am I? So this morning, while my thoughts lingered on this idea, based on this Bible verse, a poem was born. I’ll share it with you.

CAN YOU DO IT?

To pluck one’s eye, if
sin may cause it harm, it’s shocking,
gross, and madness. To
cut my hand if sin
may cause it harm is also so
barbaric. Why, God, so
crazy of a talk?
“It’s better bloodied
you may be when
entering the heavens,
then clean and cold,
and boring and near-death
with apathy.
When you’re passionate
for life, and dare I
say, you love your enemy,
It is far more interesting
of a life, than a dead
log, on your couch of indifference
for you to be.
So take a stand, even
if bleeding, and have the
courage to get injured
for the right thing.”
Which is?
“Love, my dear kid.” by Carmen McKnight

Chapter one of Yellow Matter, Return of the Three Feathers, is done. I think. I’m not happy with its length; it’s too short. I must add more.

Here’s a glimpse into the process of writing a book: the doubts, the uncertainties, and the victories:) But no matter what, I’ll keep going:)

God bless:)

When I was a child, I could not imagine being an adult; I could not understand why adults were so stressed out, so moody, and void of fun. I could not understand why they complained so much and laughed so little. After all, they could do what they wanted, unlike me, who had to obey when I didn’t feel like obeying, sit still when all I wanted to do was move, jump and joke around, eat certain foods when the foods tasted so gross, and be careful all the time.

When I was a teenager, I didn’t understand why parents in general were so strict, why they were so uptight, old-fashioned, and boring.

When I became an adult, I didn’t understand why old people were so nosy, why they constantly tolled anyone within ear-shot their life stories, while crying so easily when seeing a loved one.

I’ve been walking on my path and I’ve passed many seasons, and my understanding improved with time and experience. Letting go helped me to see beyond myself. I’m sure you have a similar experience unless you’re the young one:)

God Bless:)

Whatever you’re about to begin it always starts with one small step forward. To keep moving is the key, even when you don’t get feedback; at least, that’s what I tell myself when I want to give up. Moving is the solution to stagnation; stagnation is the beginning of death, at least; that’s how I see it.

What is it you want to start this year? I’ll start the work on the second book in the Yellow Matter trilogy. I’d love to finish the updated book of poems, bring on the market the second edition of Out of Darkness- my memoir, and maybe, dare I say, start Book 2 of my memoir. I have about eight books I need to finish now, but one day at a time, one step at a time, is the key. It’s better to finish one book than get overwhelmed by the idea that I want to do three or more a year and drop the ball.

I saw Yellow Matter, Search of the Three Feathers is available and stocked on Amazon, so if you wish to purchase is there:)

Let’s move together towards our goals and keep in mind that everything takes time:)

God Bless:)

Astazi ai fi implinit 71 de ani daca mai erai printre noi. Te iubim si ne este dor de tine, dar aicea pe pamant timpul va trece si ne vom revedea intr-o zi.

Cu mult drag si dor, copii tai:)

Happy B-day, mom! Today, you would’ve been 71 years old. We love and miss you, and we’ll be together one day.

Love, your children:)