Ramblings by Dawn

Thursday, May 10, 2012

The Masterpiece

inspiration

an idea

planning

collecting

beginning

making mistakes

starting again

ever evolving

more mistakes

moving forward

creating

a masterpiece

What is a masterpiece? Do you have to be a master to create a masterpiece?

A masterpiece is what you create each day. You are the master of your own design. Some create with paint and brushes, some with clay, some with fabric and thread. All of us create a masterpiece each day. What we say, what we do, what we think all become fabric of our life. Each day a masterpiece. Each day a small piece in the grand scheme of our legacy.

Perfection is not required. In fact, mistakes are a part of the creation process. Some mistakes have to be fixed. Some will be hidden. And some become happy mistakes, adding beauty we cannot imagine.

Rejoice in the masterpiece you are creating. For there will never be another with the beauty and unique design of your masterpiece.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Roads

high road

low road

the road less traveled

choose wisely

for it not only determines

your destination

it determines

your journey

it is the journey

that determines

who we are

and who we become

it is the journey

that creates

the memories

we cherish

it is the journey

that presents

the lessons

we learn

high road

low road

the road less traveled

Why do we choose the roads we choose? So many different reasons for our choices. Sometimes we choose the road that we believe is faster. Sometimes we choose the road that looks easier. Sometimes one just looks better. Regardless of the reason, we should remember, the road we choose may not take us where we think we are going. And if we do end up where we intended, the journey may change our goals. Consider the journey when choosing your road. High road, low road, the road less traveled, which will you choose?

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Morning Dove

on the wings of a dove

comes mornings light

dispelling the darkness

of a long hard night

on the wings of a dove

hope arrives

adds new joy

to our lives

on the wings of a dove

laughter returns

bringing new truths

for us to learn

on the wings of a dove

we reach new heights

see the world

through different eyes

on the wings of a dove

comes love profound

a sense of beauty

our hearts astound

Twenty-seven years ago this morning Jaimee Dawn, my dove of the morning, arrived. From the very beginning she has offered the world a different perspective. She sees the beauty in the world as it is, and how it can be. She is passionate, loving, driven and eloquent. And I am proud to be her mom.

Happy Birthday Jaimee.

Friday, February 24, 2012

The Tree

a simple little sapling

battered by the wind

forces its roots deeper

determined to dig in

a simple little sapling

nourished by the sun

reaches for the light

determined to have fun

a simple little sapling

standing in the rain

growing ever taller

battling the pain

a simple little sapling

rising from the heat

pushing ever upward

simply won't be beat

a simple little sapling

matures through the years

learning many lessons

shedding several tears

a simple little sapling

a shadow of the past

now a mighty tree

in it's place stands fast

Twenty-five years ago today, my daughter Kaycee was born. She spent the first few years of her life chasing after her three siblings, trying to catch up. Today she has come into her own. She no longer stands in the shadows. She casts a shadow all her own. She is a loyal, loving and compassionate woman. And I am proud to be her mom.

Happy Birthday Kaycee.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Collecting Hearts

wherever i travel

whatever i do

i always collect

a trinket or two

a gift of a moment

captured in time

resides in each trinket

a memory that's mine

the ones I most cherish

are not held in my hand

they are all the friends

that make my life grand

some were too brief

some stand against time

some come and go

without reason or rhyme

each one is precious

each offers a gift

each touches my life

gives my heart a lift

to each i am grateful

for doing their part

for teaching me

to have a loving heart

To every person who has been a part of my life, thank you. To those I don't see, to those I have lost track of, to those who have gone away, thank you. To those who are still in my life, to those who are new to my life, thank you. You have touched my life, you have touched my heart and I am grateful. Though are paths have gone different ways you will always have a piece of my heart. And you will always hold a special place in my heart. You will not be forgotten.

Monday, February 20, 2012

View From The Edge

standing at the edge

approaching the brink

holding the fringe

reaching the limit

on the verge

terrifying

thrilling

overwhelming

electrifying

stimulating

spectacular

i stand

take a breath

see nothing

see everything

see despair

see opportunity

see defeat

see victory

see emptiness

see potential

this is where changes are made

In this chaotic world we live in, many of us push ourselves to the brink of disaster. Often times we allow our reactions and feelings to bring us to the edge of despair. But it is in these moments that our lives change. It is up to us.

If you find yourself standing on the edge, take a breath. Look around. The view is inspiring if you allow it to fill your soul. So many choices, so much beauty, so much potential yours for the taking.

Allow your sorrows, your disappointments, your frustrations to tumble over the edge. Then, turn around and be thankful for another day.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Heart Of A Warrior

the heart of a warrior

burns within

it leads the way

to truth

to light

the heart of a warrior

burns within

reaching out

with compassion

and might

the heart of a warrior

burns within

dreaming

of justice

and right

a better world

in it's sight

the heart of a warrior

burns within

wounded yes

not defeated

pushing forward

with kindness

forgiveness

and love

Thirty years ago today a warrior was born. He arrived two months early and started his battle with his first breath. Today he strives to do what is right, what is just, with love as his driving force. He is my son. And I am proud to be his mother.

Happy Birthday Marc.