November 14, 2017 in Rachel's Blog

Tipping Teeter Totter Too!

Teeter totter

Tip this way!

Tip to me

and don’t delay!

Up and down this

journey play

Teeter totter

Forward stay!

So the journey keeps moving forward and the path seems to be opening up onto a grassy green! That sounds nice to me as the snow here is wet and the ground a burnished brown 🙂

I feel so honored to share these thoughts with you!

So for now I wish you a really wonderful day!

Rachel! 🙂

November 10, 2017 in Rachel's Blog

In Poppies Feild

The sun streamed into the dingy room. She placed his coffee on the wobbly coffee table that caught a ray of the sunlit day and revealed the dust unseen in the evening glow. “Maybe we can take a walk this afternoon” she said, looking over at her husband of many years ,her eyes glimpsing a far away look. He was silent, sitting there in his easy chair. She took another knowing glance into his eyes and sadly  watched the change come over him. “Lenny? It’s me Lenny, Marianne… your wife, Lenny”

Lenny’s hands started to shake and his face contorted into a fearful stare. His body shook as he began to moan an anguished cry. Marianne had seen this before. His quiet suffering. It seemed to get better at times and then something would just trigger it. As if it was all right there happening like a private hell. She remembered him. Her handsome husband who would serenade her on the dance floor. She looked longingly at him. Hoping the day would come that he would hers again. She remembered how much he gave. She pulled down the shade and touched his arm with a gentle caress as she whispered “Lenny I love you “.

November 6, 2017 in Rachel's Blog

And So a Time..

Good afternoon! The sun is brilliantly shining on my arms as I type to you some thoughts for this day! I first of all hope that you are very well! Things said and unsaid all weave into our lives a pattern of hope, despair, joy and trial. So goes the essence of the journey. As the music takes more and more of my heart, a passion that burns bright I realize there is a time for everything. I am cutting back on my other loves..pottery for one. I love the feel of clay in my hands the way to mold it into a beautiful form…but my music muse is jealous of time and so I am selling all of my pottery gear to become more focused.

The journey is like that. Ever changing and molding us really into best selves if we let it. Music is that mystery that comes from us but not always is us, that creates a passion for life and future…helps us along the way. It is a privilege to carry such a gift on my journey…to share with you..to create something new. Love is the ultimate pot of gold over the rainbow..friends and loved ones. Relationships for all of time and beyond. So there is a time…..speaking of time it is time to turn back the clock!! That sounds great!!

I wish you a wonderful day!

for now

Rachel ! ps lots ahead!! 🙂

November 4, 2017 in Rachel's Blog

Can You Hear it!?

What is that hustle is it clear?

A wisp of wind blowing in my ear?

From snowy banks a song I hear?

A distant twinkle star, Oh dear!

A sound of Christmas in my ear!

A coming time of winter cheer!

A time for loved ones to be near!

:-)!!

 

November 2, 2017 in Rachel's Blog

Love Her Tender

As the snow lays cold and new on the earth here,  I grab my sweater to keep warm. My mind is on a situation that has been brought to my attention lately. Family disputes.

A place of comfort and warmth, like my sweater is taken to a place that becomes the depths of sadness and shame. The brokenness of life is made raw.This is a hidden pain just beneath the surface for so many. What should be the greatest life experience, relationship, is taken to a dark place, a hopeless place. It is something ,I think that creates a world of hate. How does one break free from such a trauma?  I have been thinking about this and know that it takes time to heal but that love is the greatest gift to give. From brokenness to hope needs much support and encouragement and love. How does one not repeat the trauma from generation to generation? To me it seems the training is to hate, not to love. That the home life is under siege and that re-training to love would make a difference. Love can break the habit of hate. Forgiveness not bitterness. To be set free.  My songs “What Kind of Friend” from my very first cd, “Broken” from The Best of Zest Vol. II and a new song that I plan to record soon “Lind’s Eve” were made for this situation.   Perhaps children in an environment of hate and pain can be helped by the re-training to love! Love can win!

Well! I better get to the day at hand!

Have a day filled with moments of beauty!!

for now

Rachel 🙂

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