quandary…

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Jeanne’s latest book with her caught in the chaos of sticking to priorities

 

A quandary sent to my pastor this am in response to her text for Sunday’s sermon:

Hi my favorite priest!

Every day I look forward to your sacred communiques!

And I have to prioritize:
1 Do I do a hand calligraphy of the sacred scripture to frame and give away? or
2 Do I meditate further on the proper of the Sunday Mass as presented with music, video, text and divine inspiration? or
3 Do I attend to an endless list of medical follow ups for both Don and I? or  
4 Do laundry, vacuum, shop for groceries, cook or attend to household chores? or
5 Do I face-time my grown children, sister, brothers, vulnerable neighbors and friends, and grandchildren?

Sometimes the pandemic cuts through with immediate needs.
Do we have the correct masks?
Is planting flowers for mother’s day an essential task?

You make the scripture louder than everything else as it should be.

Thank you for your holy touch.
Jeanne

Lullaby

and then there were two!

jeannepoland's avatarThe Vibrant Channeled Creator

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lullaby

let go

breathe

listen to  tibetan bowl

hum its home song

lilt its rocking swing

soothe its little one.

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Alphabeta

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Alphabeta by John Stevens

ALPHA majuscules

BETA miniscules

ALPHABETA running flourishes

madness in the spring

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poppy in a field

 

A little Madness in the Spring
by Emily Dickinson

A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown—
Who ponders this tremendous scene—
This whole Experiment of Green—
As if it were his own!
 
“A little Madness in the Spring…” by Emily Dickinson. Public domain.

Tara is already here…

 

Mara

this jpg of Tara was sent to me from Mother Eileen , my pastor at Christ Church

Tara appears in a beautiful, subtle body of green light, and she appears with her right foot forward. That right foot forward symbolizes that she’s ready to come the minute you think of her. In the tradition, the idea is that Tara is already here, but if we’re not thinking of her, we don’t really know that. When we think of her … we might say her mantra, we might visualize her … then she’s instantaneously ready to come to our assistance.

The truth is that we are never truly alone.  God is as near as our next breath, and God has promised to never leave us nor forsake us.  So when you feel hopeless, cast your care on Jesus, the lover of our souls.  Cry, scream, shake your fist if you must!  It’s okay.  God can take it.  And then sit quietly and let the Peace of God, which passes understanding, sweep over you.  Let God cover you as a mother bird’s wings cover her chick’s and protect them and keep them warm.

At this time I need Tara to watch over my daughter’s cat, Salvatore, who is critically ill during the pandemic. In the photo below, he is the cat on the right.

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I have also created images of Salvatore’s cat guardian angel who never leaves his side:

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Fidelis

 

 

skinny ankles

Elizabeth Rose Stanton

illustrator: Elizabeth Rose Stanton

 

see my chicken legs

the fur all soft and snowy

must be rabbit ears!

earth day

zuc

give me your tired seeds

sunshine, water, and air, they need…

verdant food they’ll breed!

mansions

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by Wendy Jorgensen

 

 stream pours down licking silt

rich deposits seeking life

mansions of the earth

azure elixir

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by Erin Jay

 

azure reflections

in the eyes portend magic’s

elixir of soul.

 

letterhead

John Stevens bouquet

  abcdarian                                                                                 by John Stevens

alphabet sentence

 

blossoms

 

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