Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, February 5, 2024

The Gift of a Quandary

Life and its Quandaries... we must keep going. 
Photo credit: My husband

 



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Kathy King

The Gift of a Quandary


Life is a quandary.

Life can be a mess. 

There are days when you feel that all you could do is just catch a smidgen of rest. 

The day feels like you are trudging up a hill.

The mud and muck make it so difficult to even make it a few steps up that hill.

You see the mountain of debt that life has accumulated. 

Funds are low, you are not sure that you can make it. 

You just want to quit. 

You just can’t take it. 

When life hits you with those merciless blows. 

Remember dear readers, to stop, pray, and come to know.

That there are times when life hits us with all that it has. 

Keep going, keep trudging. 

Even when peace seems slow, keep looking up.

Success and failure, those words encompass quite a lot. 

One little twist, or an attitude that turns.

Could make all the difference between those two words

When you fall, sometimes you have to get up. 

Dust off those knees and learn to never give up.

That success may be closer than it seems. 

Keep walking on, dare to dream. 

It was once said by the poet, John Whittier:

“Success is failure turned inside out-

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

Ad you never can tell just how close you are, 

It may be near when it seems so far;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit-

It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

For all the sad words of tongue or pen. 

The saddest are these: “It might have been!”

Listen, keep going dear readers and friends.  

We’ve often been told that things are darkest before the dawn.

If that is true dear readers, we must carry on.


What is a quandary? It is a state of perplexity. It is uncertainty in a given situation. How often do we walk through life in a quandary? I know I do a good bit. When I read the entire poem by John Whittier I had to take a moment and pause. He wrote about how life is strange with its twists and turns. But the words that really caught my attention were: “Life is strange with its twists and turns. As every one of us sometimes learns. And many a failure comes about. When he might  have had he stuck it out; Don’t give up though the pace seems slow- You may succeed with another blow.” That sums up life in so many words. The hard work, the meaningful work, the work that causes change. That work, that journey is what we are aiming for. Life seems so easy when we have a little computer in our hands. We have instant access to all the information that we could ever want. We can order things with a click of a button. We don’t even have to leave the house. While those conveniences are wonderful. Are they meaningful? When I started to read the life of John Whittier I was truly in awe. He was a Quaker, a poet, a politician and an abolitionist. He suffered not one, but two mental breakdowns. Yet he did not give up. He supported women writers when that was not an encouraged vocation. He was committed to being a good human to all. It is worth pondering if we as a society need to return to these ideas. These ideas and actions do not have to be momentous or full of pomp and splendor. But rather they can be small. Mostly, this particular poem shows that this soul despite his physical ailments he did not give up. He did not stop writing. He did not stop trying to be a good human. Life is a quandary for sure. But that quandary is very much a decision to keep going when we can hardly walk. I am reminded of the words of Epictetus: “No great thing is created suddenly.” Keep going through the quandary dear readers.   



Source: Poetry Foundation

John Greenleaf Whittier



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Wednesday, January 31, 2024

The Gift of Weeds and Wishes

I have shared this picture before. My husband took it when we were taking a walk. He saw a wish.

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Kathy King

“Some see a weed, some see a wish.”

Unknown



Some see a weed, some see a wish. 

It all depends on how you look at it. 

Life is about glasses, and how we see through them. 

They don’t have to be rose colored, but sometimes they can.

Sometimes those glasses show the test. 

The test that we must go through to achieve our very best. 

Some glasses are like a tea party. 

Warm and it restores normality.

Other times those glasses are stark to bring us to reality.

Sometimes our weeds are indeed someone else’s wish.

Life is so much about perspective. 

Sometimes our glasses cannot help us see that we are blessed. 

Clean those glasses with love and thankfulness.

Spray some cleaner on them and dust off the mess.

Give it a little dose of reality to see what we need to see.

But remember dear readers, those glasses of life are there to help us see.

When the dust builds up and the lenses fill up with life fingerprints.

We feel around and can’t see at our best. 

So remember friends when you can’t see your way.

Take a moment and clean those glasses, dust off those weeds. 

If you still see those weeds, blow them off.

Make a wish.

So you can see those hopes and dreams.


When you were little did you run and grab the dandelions and blow them to make a wish? That was such a fond memory of my childhood. That was carried on through our six children and more recently with our little grand girl. To see her blow the little flower and scream when things flew off was nothing short of delightful. She took such joy in what some folks seem to believe is a weed. That is the grand thought about life. Sometimes things do not have to be grandiose and full of pomp and circumstance. Those blessings can sometimes be small. In each situation you can see a weed or a wish. We all have our quirks as humans. That is for sure but have our lenses become so cloudy and dirty that we can only see weeds and not wishes? Or further, the blessings that are indeed there? Perspective makes a huge difference in life. If you have looked at something one way for a long time and it keeps you thankful that is wonderful. Oftentimes we get dirty and muddled through the trials and tribulations of life. Sometimes you have to dust off those glasses that see nothing but weeds as far as the eye can see and try on a new perspective. A new pair of glasses if you will. Perhaps then you will be able to see just how many blessings of life. I often talk about growing up in the church. I thought that I had heard every hymn imagined. I can play a lot of them without music because they are so ingrained in my head. When I was in my 20’s I heard a hymn called, “Make me a Blessing.” The first stanza says, “Out of the highways and byways of life, many are weary and sad. Carry the sunshine where darkness is rife. Making the sorrowing glad. Make me a blessing,” Ira Wilson’s words caught me at that time. So much of life is carrying the sunshine where those dark glasses are dirty and making the sorrowful glad. Do you see weeds or wishes? Even if it starts out as a weed, blow the little dandelion and make it a wish. It is all through those glasses dear readers. Selah.  


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The Case of the Missing Wellies

The Case of the Missing Honk Honk

The Case of the Missing Ornaments


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Wednesday, January 3, 2024

The Gift of Wintering

The Beauty of Wintering. The leaves, the growth will come again. 








The Prayer by David Foster. I was playing around on the piano this evening and this came to mind.

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Kathy King



The Gift of Wintering


“Think of yourself just as a seed patiently wintering in the earth; waiting to come up a flower in the Gardener’s good time, up into the world, the real waking.”

C.S. Lewis


You watch and pray, each and every day. 

You get on your knees and plead each day. 

You ask for answers, sometimes patiently, other times in distress. 

You know there is an answer. 

You know that patience and prayer is best. 

To believe in word, yes it is easy to do. 

But to have faith the size of a mustard seed. 

That sometimes seems absurd. 

Why do I have to believe? 

Why do I have to wait?

It is a struggle to wait and to pray. 

What does it mean to wait? 

To wait to stay where you are. 

It is so hard to do so, when all around you are surrounded with doubt. 

Don’t give up dear reader. 

You have planted the seed. 

Your seed is wintering at the moment. 

God sees your need. 

Continue in prayer, continue to seek. 

Water yourself with patience. 

Keep working and rest. 

Until you start to bud from the ground then let those roots spread out all around. 

Start to bloom, continue in prayer. 

The Gardiner is tending your requests, he will be there. 

You will bloom as you have never bloomed before. 


There is not much to elaborate concerning this particular little poem. There are so many folks praying for answers. Today alone there were so many requests that came via email. I did run into one lady today whose son was diagnosed with cancer in December. It was all over his liver. Immediately folks started praying. Before he received treatment he had another scan. Half of the cancer was gone. After several treatments almost all of the cancer was gone. When they asked the Doctor what he thought happened he calmly looked over and said, “There is power in prayer, I have seen it over and over. Keep praying.” For those of you who are looking for that answer, that way, that path. Keep praying. If you need prayer I will pray for you and ask others to do so if you desire. Keep the faith. It’s hard. Trust me. Thank you dear readers. 


My books are on Amazon!


The Quacktastic Adventures of Ellie and Lord Barks a Lot

The Case of the Missing Moo-Cow Bell

The Case of the Missing Bumbly Wumbly Bee

The Case of the Missing Wellies

The Case of the Missing Honk Honk


The Case of the Missing Ornaments


Clean it Up! Wash it Up!


Coming soon!

Appalachian Allegory: A Southern Novel


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Sunday, December 31, 2023

The Gift of a New Year


We are peering through the window, the new year is upon us. Hopefully this next year will be a chance to learn and grow. 


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Kathy King

“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.”

Edith Lovejoy Pierce 



The new year is upon us. 

The last year has passed us by.

Some of this year has been wonderful.

Some of this year has been a will to stay alive. 

We toiled and troubled and experienced this thing called life. 

We prayed, we cried, we had times where we couldn’t believe our eyes. 

There were times when we couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. 

There were times when we just smiled. 

Life continued to soldier on, even when our will was tried. 

Take the opportunity of this next year, make a purpose and a plan. 

Try to pick a goal that you can obtain. 

Pick that goal, try to make it, and if you don’t that is okay. 

The point is you tried to make it, to make your life a better place. 

Give yourself grace as this year ends. 

Find your place of thankfulness, make that your purpose at this year’s end. 

Most of all dear readers, give yourself some grace. 

You survived this year! 

That is something that is truly great!


To all of you dear readers, I just want to thank you for taking the time to read my little musings. It has been absolutely wonderful. My mind is always running, creating, singing, talking, wanting to do more… so I thank you. Some folks make resolutions, others do not. Personally, a new year should be a time to focus on being a better person and seeing those around us. In the last few days I have been at the hospital with a loved one. As we sat in that room for over 30 hours, I couldn’t help but see the suffering that was all around. We never know what our fellow humans are going through. We usually see through our lens. While self care is important. It is also a great service to others to try and see their struggle, their thorn in the flesh to bear. In that room full of folks, each person had a story. That story could be of loss and pain. That story could be of joy and a little pain. Each story was theirs. It doesn’t take much to say a little prayer for them. As I watched a woman come into the emergency room frantically trying to find her husband who had been taken to the hospital by ambulance… I could see the absolute fear in her eyes. She kept telling the staff to please take her to her husband. He was confused without her due to his illness. It was absolutely heartbreaking to watch. The staff was very kind and compassionate with her. That was refreshing to see. Oftentimes we get caught up in our situations and do not see the situations of others. Let us all this next year try to look through the lens of empathy. My son recently came to me and asked me to define empathy for him. I said it was the ability to share the feelings of another. I admit, there are times I struggle with this concept. It is simple to define yet hard to do, is it not? There are countless writings on the “loss of humanity” that seems to permeate our culture. A little empathy in our culture would probably go a long, long way. Look through someone else’s lens. In looking through that lens perhaps we can find our common humanity together. Happy New Year dear cherished readers. May this next year give you grace. May this next year shine with goodness and faith. May the prayers be bountiful and the joy be abounding. May the love ooze from all that is around you. May you find joy in the midst of sorrow. May you look forward to the dawn of tomorrow. May you look and see the face of God. In the trees, in the mountains, in the face of a child. May your words be full of goodness and measured truthfulness. May your life be blessed. Pass that blessing to others. Give and receive. Accept those gifts graciously. Give to those in need. Find your peace in the smallest of things. Find your cornerstone of faith. Walk forward into this new year with confidence and finesse. Again, thank you for reading, so very much. 

 


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The Quacktastic Adventures of Ellie and Lord Barks a Lot

The Case of the Missing Moo-Cow Bell

The Case of the Missing Bumbly Wumbly Bee

The Case of the Missing Wellies

The Case of the Missing Honk Honk

The Case of the Missing Ornaments


Clean it Up! Wash it Up!


Coming soon!

Appalachian Allegory: A Southern Novel


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Wednesday, December 27, 2023

The Gift of Good, not perfect

I took this in a church in Bregenz, Austria. The church made me think of good and not perfect. Perfection only exists in God, what a relief that we don't have to be perfect. 



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Kathy King


The Gift of Good, not perfect


“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”

John Steinback


It’s that time of year. 

Where you are not really sure what day or time it is. 

Christmas has come and gone. 

Hopefully with some holiday cheer.

The week before the new year begins.

New beginnings, new aspirations, and perhaps some new friends.

You might make some resolutions. 

You might just hope for the best. 

But dear readers, if 2023 was a bust. 

Don’t ever forget that you did your best. 

You made it through some quite hard times. 

You soldiered on, you didn’t give up.

You chose to carry on.

Remember your strength, trust your faith, and take a moment to pray.

Perhaps make your prayer and hope that the next year will open your eyes and mind to new and better ways.

Ways to be kinder, ways to be alert, ways to be more empathetic to others. 

Ways to know your worth. 

Be kind to yourself, look in the mirror and give yourself just a little pat.

You made it through this year, that is a feat of strength and a testament to yourself. 

Glean the good bits, learn from the bad. 

Once you have done all of those little tasks.

Stand for a moment and pray. 

Cheers to a new year dear readers. 

Hopefully it will be truly blessed.


This year a lot of folks have gone through it. It has been a “Annus horribilis” in other words. But, even though we have gone through it, here we sit on the verge of another year. What will you do with it? Each day does not have to be monumental by any means. But if you could choose one thing to do better, differently, more efficiently, more compassionately… what would it be? We often see posts on social media along the lines of, “New year, new me.” Yes, that can induce an eye roll but in some cases, maybe not. We don’t have to be completely new but we can be a little better. As life goes on, are we not supposed to evolve and change? That is up to you dear reader. But I encourage all of you to take a moment to pray, to meditate, to ponder how we can be better humans. We live in a world that is inundated with some pretty interesting material.. Am I right? The quote that I mentioned above is from a book that was authored by John Steinback, it is called, “East of Eden.” The story is loosely based on the Biblical story of Cain and Abel in the Bible. If you are not familiar with the story check out the book of Genesis. To be perfect is to be ideal, faultless, flawless, no visible flaws, to be consummate. Life is a messy business that is in no way perfect. What does it mean to be good? Good means to be okay, to be just enough, to be truthful, to strive for excellence. That seems more attainable, does it not? We see so much perfect with filters and various and sundry flaw reducing apps. No wonder we run around wanting perfection. When I indulge in reels I tend to flock towards the, “My house is real and not perfect” reels. Their house is just like most of our houses, sometimes neat, sometimes it looks like a tornado ran through. It is never quite perfect but it is lived in. The food is good, the laughs are big, and the love flows through the home. Over the holiday my boys came home from school. When it is just my husband and myself are home (and our son that is getting a Master’s degree) it stays pretty clean. But when my twin boys come home the feral eating commences, the cooking is just about 24 hours a day, the crumbs are everywhere. It is anything but perfect. That is okay, why? Because love is there, imperfections are endearing, and our spirits are full. Next year embrace those imperfect good things. Strive for better, strive to love more, strive to be kinder and better. We don’t have to be perfect. Thank goodness for that. Happy New Year friends! 


My books are on Amazon!


The Quacktastic Adventures of Ellie and Lord Barks a Lot

The Case of the Missing Moo-Cow Bell

The Case of the Missing Bumbly Wumbly Bee

The Case of the Missing Wellies

The Case of the Missing Honk Honk

The Case of the Missing Ornaments


Clean it Up! Wash it Up!


Coming soon!

Appalachian Allegory: A Southern Novel


Buy me a coffee… pretty please… actually it would be a proper cuppa in my case. Thank you for reading! 


Patreon:

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The Gift of People Watching

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