05/13/19

Sooooo, wondrous Mother's Days,
US and Mexico . . .  but what about
the kids? They are the ones that
make us mothers, after all! In Mexico
we have, Día del Niño on April 30th,
but I'm thinking US doesn't have such
a day. Do tell. So, as Mother's Day has
just passed, let's honor the kids. And
I bet that moms the world over, tend
to think of their children, even those
fifty years and older, as kids. So, here
is to my dearests and bests . . . mine
own, my steps, my grands, my gods,
my adopts, my students . . . I thank
the gods for them all. Happy, happy
to those who have made us mothers!

keep protect and serve
hold them ever in our hearts
how we love our kids

05/12/19 - Mother's Day

Thinking of you on Mother's Day . . .

My mother was beyond amazing;
make no mistake. My brother was
born to her just over a year and a
half after me. I can't even imagine
what it must have been like for her
working full time with two  small
children . . . and then to find that he
was not only special, but handicapped
as well. I'm sure mom must have
broken down from time to time,
maybe even more often than not.
But, she chose to do so privately and
soldier on with a courage I have not
seen equaled to this day. Although we
were a tight knit family, my parents
did a bit of the divide and conquer,
daddy taking me over and mom mostly
fending for my brother. She orchestrated
pre-school day care, sat on Special
Education boards, befriended other
struggling families, was a sounding board
for heart broken mothers, an unending list!
Mom and I didn't see eye to eye, don't
think we ever got each other. Having said
that, she's one of the most phenomenal
sheros I've ever encountered. Me thinks
I'd like to be just like her when I grow up.
Ok, as long as I still get to be me!

Happy mother's day, mom!

mother of mothers
not certain i ever knew
am i growing up

05/11/19

Finding my way back . . .

I don't know if it's retirement, caring
for my mom in-home for three and a
half years, growing older, or just what,
but I've been feeling erased. Somehow,
I've lost ME and not quite sure how to
find my way back. I miss teaching like
one misses a severed limb . . . I find it
difficult to cope without it. Perhaps, it
has something to do with the fact that
more than two thirds of my life was
spent teaching and the other third, a
student. i do know that I have to find
ME soon or things are not going to end
well. I'd put up a reward, but not sure
just how to word a poster at this point.

searching for myself
pray where is the lost and found
am i there perhaps

Diez de Mayo . . . Día de las Madres!

Una de las cosas que extraño tanto de
México . . . sus bellas madres. Todo el
mundo tiene madres fabulosas . . . o no
tanto. Mu sin embargo, no creo haber
visto madre alguna como las que hay en
mi México lindo y querido. El término es
una especie de sombrilla, si se me permite
la ilusión, bajo la cual se unen dotes de . . .
ama de casa, sirvienta, chef de alta cocina,
enfermera, doctora, revolucionaria . . . me
imagino que ya tienen la idea. De hecho, si
se quiere saber algo, se le pregunta a una
madre . . . no a Dios, ni a sus angelitos. Son
heroinas de primera monta; me arrodillo
a sus pies.

migas del alma
madres de la vecindad
felicidades

madres eternas
benditas entre todas
recordandolas

la mas dichosa
mari madre de jesus
rezo a ella

05/09/19

The sorrows of this world . . .
have left me bereft . . .
sans paroles . . .

will this never end
this that we do to ourselves
and to each other

05/08/19

Once again, we awaken to heartbreak . . .
even the heavens are copiously weeping.
When will this demented madness end?
Truly, how can we be of actual help?!
Me thinks we must give serious thought
to our actual beliefs . . . and within the
confines of said beliefs, zero in on what
can actually be done to actually help. We
are well beyond the boundaries of thinking,
theorizing, pontificating and hiding behind
our disgust; action must be taken, NOW!
I pray we can come together and ACT!
I am telling NO ONE what to believe,
to carry or not to carry . . . but no more
children must die. We must act . . . NOW!

so many babes lost
supplications heaven bound
pray feel our sorrow

05/07/19

My father used to say, "Another day, another
dollar." Alas, I don't see any additional dollars
freely adding themselves to my purse, but it
is another day . . . and I swear, I am going to
adjust my attitude and NOT spend any of those
non-existent dollars . . . and then, I notice my
guy walking rather carefully around me. I ask
him what's up and he retorts, I'm not sure
whether to warn you or not, but the 's-word' is
expected." I explode! "It's only supposed to rain!
Don't even be THINKING the s-word!" God,
Winter never end?! ~@#$%^&*()_+

p.s. Spring had better truly come soon as I notice
I'm doing a lot of  `!@#$%^&*()_+

oh love of my life
mr sun how i miss you
pray you soon return

05/06/17

Me thinks human emotions are something
like the old clothes lines of yesteryear. On
wash day, you could see piece after piece
of fresh laundry hung with carved wooden
pins, flailing in the wind, almost against
their will. Describes perfectly a day such
as today. The LIST . . . one must bear up
and be slave to the list. Drive her, pay there,
eat quickly, remember what was forgotten,
pray you get home without killing anyone!
Can I please go to bed early and pretend
today never happened? ~!@#$%^&*()_+

all errands ahoy
dancing as fast as I can
off to bed early

05/05/19 - Cinco de Mayo

Cinco de Mayo . . . means so much
and so many different things to
different people. I can't even imagine
the celebrations in Mexico today and
we make a fab effort here as well. But,
for me, it's all about the birth of the
most amazing woman I've ever known.
She spans the bridge between her two
countries with honor and decorum. A
phenomenal wife, mother without par,
and understands friendship in a manner
which few do. For me, she exemplifies
daughter, so much so, I wish I'd taken
lessons from her. I salute her; I honor
her; I want to be just like her when I
grow up! Happiest of all birthdays,
dear heart!

hija sublime
mas alla de sus años
maestra sin par

05/04/19

A day of solitude, thoughts racing down the
byways of my mind, moments of clarity . . .
I pray I will be able to hold ever in my heart!

We all know and appreciate the value of solitude.
Still, I find it a wonder we don't seek it out more.
Why is it, we often hold the answers in the quiet
of our souls, yet seek the cacophony in our brains
to drown out the answers waiting to be brought
to light. Clarity, understanding, wisdom await . . .
yet, we often treat them as uninvited strangers,
asking them to leave through the inaction of our
indifference.

Pray, bring on the quiet, those precious silent
moments . . . Oh wisdom, I am waiting . . .
teach me, heal me . . . I so need you . . .

my soul is longing
yearning for the sage within
pray sate my hunger

05/03/19

I haven't decided yet . . . Is it being under
the influence of old friends or being memory
laden?! I find it rather wondrous to be of an
age and era where reminiscing is actually a
glorious activity. I imagine most elders wish
they had been blest with such acuity long
before their present day status . . . Now, if
I could only hold onto that tad of wisdom . . .

gods grant me wisdom
find myself sorely lacking
when will i grow up

05/02/19

WOW! I'm not sure what to say . . .
Me thinks I'll be feeling Beltane
all day today and maybe even
tomorrow! How old did we say
I am?  ~!@#$%^&*()_+

a three day beltane
a day to be remembered
naughty naughty miss

There was a titch too much coffee
in my whiskey at the gig last night
methinks. ~James Speiser

May 1st - May Day, Beltane, Día del Trabajo

I can remember loving MAY DAY as a child!
Construction paper baskets filled with sweet,
yellow flowers and it was off to the neighbors
to deliver each a May Day basket. Sounds to
me like early days of celebrating Beltane, for
me, the most fun of all Pagan holidays. Still,
it wasn't until I lived in Mexico for 20 years
that I truly came to appreciate Día del Trabajo,
Mexico's Labor Day. Growing up, we went to
school from Labor Day to Memorial Day. So,
you can appreciate my childhood context for
Labor Day. Día del Trabajo, on the other hand,
supports fiestas, marching bands, parades and
speeches. And speaking of fiestas, I bow to the
whole May Day basket of Beltane . . . the
anticipation, preparations, celebrations and any
other 'tions' you can think of. Here's wishing
you and yours the best May Day ever . . .

you call it may day
i call it beltania
celebs awaiting