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I Remember

 

 

I remember you

 

You in that time

That place

You in my space

In my head

In the clouds

In the sunshine

Between the stars

Shining like the moon

Whistling that tune

 

Oh yes

I remember you

 

I remember feeling

 

Feeling alive

Feeling warm

Like hot chocolate

But light, breezy

A leaf carried on summers haze

Drifting dreamlike through my days

Sun shining through rain

Hope breathing through pain

Dancing unseen, reeling

 

Oh yes

I remember feeling

 

 

I remember light

 

Light in your eyes

Golden warm

A spark in the air

Something hanging just there

Soaring and wheeling

That feather weight feeling

Flying through skies

Touching the sunrise

So clear, so bright

 

Oh yes

I remember light

 

I remember dreaming

 

Dreaming of two hand in hand

Walking on sand

Rhythm and rhyme

Free just to be

Comfortable chairs, comfortable names

Memories hanging in frames

Candles lighting, a warm room inviting

Laughing eyes gleaming

 

Oh yes

I remember dreaming

 

I remember you

 

You  were a calling

Moth to a flame

No one to blame

No doubt

No question

Without hesitation

Fireworks, a spark

A hope in the dark

A puzzle, a clue

A breath taking view

 

Oh yes

I remember you

 

 

Rach

2015

 

“Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday’s trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them.” – Hal Boyle, 1971


“My dear, dear Friend… in thy voice I catch
The language of my former heart…” –
William Wordsworth

 

 

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Nanna… Lucy Phelan

Rach & Nanna – December 2007

With my Nanna


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Lilacs for Lucy

 

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Lilacs for Lucy

 

 

Lilacs for Lucy

Blooming so delicately

Nanna didn’t want flowers

Who wants flowers

When you can have a whole tree?

 

A bouquet may be lovely

But as soon as its cut – it’s dying

A tree is the opposite

Growing, breathing

Part of creation, thriving

 

So it’s Lilacs for Lucy

It’s a tree for my Nanna

A tree for your Mum

A tree for your Friend

A tree for your Great Grandmother

 

When I think of Nanna

I picture a garden home

Messy, rambling, beautiful

Where veggies are planted next to flowers

And where wild nasturtiums roam

 

Green through and through

From her thumbs to her toes

Like a Hobbit from Derbyshire

It seemed to me

Things grow wherever Nanna goes

 

Walking in her garden I hear a canary whistle

Then break into trilling song

I hear the soft shuffle of quails

And the flutter of finches

Chirping and dancing along

 

I see Nanna sitting by a fire

Lost in knit and pearl

Her needles click clacking away

She’s making warm woollen socks

For some lucky little girl

 

Other times I see her wearing black rimmed glasses

Engrossed in a riveting tale

A cup of tea poured

But then forgotten

Growing cold on the table

 

Will I see Nanna again?

Sitting peaceful by her fire once more?

Yes, I know I will

But in the meantime I have my memories

And the stories passed down from days of yore

 

(Ok, so maybe I exaggerate

They’re not exactly days of Yore

More like days of yesteryear.

No? Still insulting? Ok, sorry. I’ll be more specific:

The days of Mom, Uncle Tom, Uncle Mike and Uncle George

😉  )

 

I remember being fascinated by Nanna’s teapots

She collected so many over the decades

She set them out amongst a myriad other memorabilia

Those dusty shelves crowded

In a wrong, but somehow so right, random, bohemian display

 

I remember brown boxes of Cadbury Chocolate

Factory cast offs Nanna had bought

I remember those jars of colourful Boiled Sweets

Those packets of English Toffees

And those bags of Liquorice All Sorts

 

It was Nanna who introduced me to the art of shopping

She took me to “vintage” stores galore

While Nanna searched for second hand trinkets

I discovered clothes and shoes and hats

Eclectic styles from years past, to mix and match, and explore

 

I close my eyes and hear Nanna’s soft English accent

It coloured every word she would say

Her kind and mild way of speaking

“Dook” she would call me

In that unique Derbyshire way

 

I remember constantly asking Nanna: “How old are you?”

And to my consternation and grief

She’d always reply with a twinkle:

“I’m as old as my tongue

And a little bit older than my teeth”

 

But there were times that Nanna was not so gentle

Like when she had pruning shears in hand

I remember her ruthlessly attacking

A defenceless bush in our front yard

Hacking away until only a stump was left to stand

 

Then there was the way she played scrabble

How competitive she would get!

Like she’d swallowed a dictionary

She’d thrash you soundly on triple word scores

And then off she’d go to bed

 

I remember Mom once laughed relating

About the time Nanna had a hankering to buy some Llamas

“You have a big back yard Jean” she said “there’s plenty of room”

I don’t know why Mom said no, it really could’ve been a thing

Lucy and Jean – Kingston’s suburban Llama farmers

 

Then there was the time Nanna got her ears pierced

Long dangly hooked earrings and all!

I remember being so impressed

Whoever had such a Nanna?

It was just way too cool!

 

There are so many memories:

Nanna’s false teeth grossing me out, sitting in a glass

How she called Mick “Mickey” on the first day they met

Her gentle smile, her hair when it was black

Nanna teaching me how to play draughts

 

But mostly it’s a feeling I remember

No matter where I’d roam

No matter where I’d go

Nanna was the place

The place that meant home

 

Memories are a gift

Something no one can take away

They grow richer in the face of sorrow

They grow more precious

They become history that defeats the grave

 

I am grateful that I have these memories

Though right now my eyes tear and mist

I miss Nanna

And I’ll miss her for a while

For now, my Nanna’s gone to rest

 

But I know one day soon Nanna will awake

On that day she’ll be vibrant and strong

She’ll once again plant beautiful, messy, rambling gardens

She’ll get to be that Llama farmer

And she’ll listen as her Canary sings a happy welcoming song

 

I picture Nanna showing her great great great grandchildren

How to play draughts, how to prune a tree

How to knit socks, how not to suck at scrabble

And relating tales and stories

Of how life in the old world used to be

 

Yes, Lilacs for Lucy

Lilacs blooming so delicately

A hardy tree with a beautiful flower

That will grow and thrive

And live to eternity

 

 

Rach

25 July 2015

 

 

– See you again soon Nanna, with all my love, Rach

John 5:28,29 –  Revelation:21:4 – John 11:11-44

 

 

 


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It

 

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It

 

 

 

 

See it

Make it

Claim it

Fake it

Jump in the fray

 

 

 

Read it

Take it

Need it

Shake it

Give it another day

 

 

 

Be it

Play it

Own it

Say it

Totally give it away

 

 

 

Risk it

Feel it

Trust it

Seal it

Be a little brave

 

 

 

Lift it

Hold it

Keep it

Bold it

Take it all the way

 

 

 

Rach

2015

 

 

“Well done is better than well said.”

– Benjamin Franklin

 

 

“When we commit to action, to actually doing something rather than feeling trapped by events, the stress becomes manageable.”

– Greg Anderson

 

 

“All know the way; few actually walk it.”

– Bodhidharma

 

 

“Trust only movement. Life happens at the level of events, not of words. Trust movement.”

– Alfred Adler

 

 


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Do Over

 

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Do Over

 

 

I want a do over

 

Please

Can I?

 

I want to take back

Those words I didn’t say

Those things I didn’t do

I want to stop the tide

I want to have you by my side

 

I want a do over

 

I want to take back

The time I didn’t try

 

I want to take back

When I didn’t dry those tears

You didn’t cry

 

I want to take back

The things I didn’t see

But should have

 

I want to have you here

Here where you should be

 

I want you to know

It wasn’t that I didn’t care

It was that I didn’t realise

 

I didn’t see

I didn’t hear

You needed me

 

I was in so much of my own pain

I couldn’t feel anything else

I couldn’t see beyond

I was numb

I was deaf, mute and dumb

 

But I should have seen

I should have been

Your friend

 

I should have thought

I should have caught

Your despair

 

I should have known

I should have shown

I care

 

But I was too late, you were too far

And now here we are

 

I want a do over

 

Back in time

Back before

Back to then

 

I’ll see, I’ll listen

I’ll realise

 

And if I don’t

I’ll scream at myself

Until I do

 

I’ll feel

I’ll be your friend

Like I should have been back then

I’ll defend

 

I want a do over

 

 

Rach

2015

 

 

“Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.”  – Susan Scarf Merrell

 

“Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago — the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider…. It doesn’t seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we’ve travelled.” – Jane Mersky Leder

 

“It was nice growing up with someone like you — someone to lean on, someone to count on… someone to tell on!” – Anon

 

 

 


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I Don’t Have a Penny

 

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I don’t have a penny

I don’t have a dime

I don’t have a great big house

The marble floored kind

 

 

I don’t own designer labels

I don’t have anything Chanel

I don’t own a pair of Louboutin’s

Although I’m sure they’d rock my world

 

 

I don’t drive a brand new car

I don’t drive a Merc

In fact I don’t drive a car at all

Unless it’s already had a lot of work

 

 

I don’t take expensive vacations

I don’t stay in five star hotels

I don’t travel very often

Although I’d love to see the whole world

 

 

I didn’t go to Uni

I didn’t get a P. H. D.

I didn’t aim for lots of money

Or to be secure financially

 

 

I don’t want fame

I don’t want prestige

I don’t want a spotlight

I’m very content wearing beige

 

 

I don’t need approval

I don’t need applause

I don’t need recognition

To hold and stay true to my cause

 

 

 

For I have something solid

I have something real

I have something that’s forever

That no one can destroy or steal

 

 

I own a rare Treasure

I own a priceless Pearl

I own a wealth of Talents

Worth more than the whole entire world

 

 

I know a shining truth

I know the thoughts of God

I know the news that must be spread

And so with that my feet are shod

 

 

This world is an awful mess

This world is on fire

This world is ruled by a betrayer

A killer, and a liar

 

 

He offers shiny things

He offers things that appear to be fun

He offers things soon to perish

Things that fade, disappear and run

 

 

You can see his mind in the air

You can see the propaganda

You can see the all-pervasive filth

The fake, and the slander

 

 

This world is a testimony to his rule

This world has nothing of lasting gain

This world offers naught but heartache

Hard-heartedness and pain

 

 

But I know something important

I know the truth

I know this world will soon disappear

There’s a mountain of proof

 

 

 

Soon all the pain will be gone

And all hurts will be healed

All people will live as one

With all their dearest desires filled

 

 

The earth will be transformed

The earth will recover

The earth will be populated

With people that truly love one another

 

 

Meantime we must endure

We must find a way

We must keep seeking

Keep striving, to listen and obey

 

 

There is a secure anchor

There is a trusted guide

There is a guaranteed promise

He will always provide

 

 

Jehovah is my confidence

Jehovah is my friend

Jehovah is my shining hope

My towering refuge to the end

 

 

Now is the time to focus on the Kingdom’s work

Time to keep a simple eye

Now is the time to support our friends

As shoulder to shoulder we strive

 

 

We are proud to be his Witnesses

We are proud to sing his praise

We are proud to bear his name

As we proclaim his loving ways

 

 

This is his work

This is his creation

This is his will

To gather together people from every nation

 

 

So as we endure

As we obey

As we do the work

We must not listen to anything the world has to say

 

 

We listen to Jehovah

Listen to his faithful slave

Listen to his words

His words light the way

 

 

So we do our part

We do our best

We do our utmost

Always trusting that Jehovah will do the rest

 

 

 

Just wait

You will see

Just test him out

Jehovah will provide super-abundantly

 

 

You don’t need a penny

You don’t need a dime

You don’t need to worry

Jehovah will never, ever, leave you behind!

 

 

Rach

2014

 

 

 

“Keep on, then, seeking first the Kingdom and his Righteousness,

and all these other things will be added to you.”

– Matthew 6:33

 

 

“May people know that you,

whose name is Jehovah,

You alone are the Most High

over all the earth.”

– Psalm 83:18

 

 

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http://www.jw.org/en/bible-teachings/questions/meaning-of-life/

 

 

 

“Live simply that others might simply live.” – Elizabeth Ann Seton

 

 

“It’s not that successful people are givers; it is that givers are successful people.” – Patti Thor

 

 

“A small body of determined spirits fired by an unquenchable faith in their mission can alter the course of history”. – Mahatma Gandhi

 

 

“Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.” – Wilfred Grenfell

 

 

“Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.” – Joseph Addison

 

 

“Love the earth and sun and animals,

Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,

Stand up for the stupid and crazy,

Devote your income and labor to others.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”

– Walt Whitman

 

 

 

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“We ought to change the legend on our money from “In God We Trust” to “In Money We Trust.” Because, as a nation, we’ve got far more faith in money these days than we do in God.”

Arthur Hoppe, 1963

 

 

“Adornment is never anything except a reflection of the heart.”  – Gabrielle “Coco” Chanel

 

 

“Ordinary riches can be stolen; real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.” – Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man under Socialism, 1891

 

 

“Waste your money and you’re only out of money, but waste your time and you’ve lost a part of your life.” – Michael Leboeuf

 

 

“Your money, or your life.” We know what to do when a burglar makes this demand of us, but not when God does.  – Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966

 

 

“There are people who have money and people who are rich.” – Coco Chanel

 

 

“Money may be the husk of many things but not the kernel. It brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintance, but not friends; servants, but not loyalty; days of joy, but not peace or happiness. – Henrik Ibsen

 

 

 

 


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Forbear

 

 

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Forbear

 

 

Come

Stand in my shoes

Come walk where I have been

Come see through my eyes

Come

See all that I have seen

 

If you could wear my skin

If you could feel all I have felt

If you could feel the words spoken in my ears

If you could feel all the pain my hearts been dealt

 

Take all I have experienced

Take my memories and make them yours

Take all the cuts

All the bruises

Take all the wounds from my private unseen wars

 

Let my tears fill your eyes

Let them over flow and fall

Let the hard floor be your comfort

Let no one hear

Let no one come

No one at all

 

Love will be elusive

Love will not be for you

No matter how hard you work

No matter how sincere

How loyal

How true

 

You will always be at fault

You will always be wrong

You will always need to turn the other cheek

You will always be forced to be strong

 

You will see others rise with ease

You will see them look on uncaring as you fall

You will see them float by on gilt edged clouds

While you beg

While you crawl

 

When you need it most

You will find no shade and shelter

You will find desert

Cutting rocks and scorching sun

You will be left to bleed

Left to thirst

Left to swelter

 

All the fruitless struggles

All the desperate prayers

All the bitter midnight tears

All the times you took the blame to keep the peace

All the pain

All those years

 

Run where I have run

Where I went searching for relief

Sleep where I have slept

Where I lay immobilised with grief

 

Stumble over the questions

The unanswerable mysteries of my life

Some things will never be understood

Some memories will always cut through like a knife

 

If you could stand in my shoes

If you could wear my skin

If you could see through my eyes

If you could be where I have been

 

Then

You would understand

Then you could empathise

Then you would forbear your judgement

Then you would feel more keenly the need to wipe tears from others eyes

 

You would laugh loud, and as often as you can

You would hug

And love

And hold dear

You would accept only what is real

What is given without pretence

Without hesitation

Without fear

 

For love has no fear

Love is honest, it has no fake

Love listens

Love heals and protects

Love lets itself be nailed to a stake

 

Love lifts up, holds and carries

Love deals in reason, truth and fact

Love will not turn a back to those in need

Love will not hesitate to act

 

Experience is a great teacher

In the loving it produces still more love

It causes buds of patience to flower in humble hearts

It opens discerning eyes to see the wisdom from above

 

So forbear to judge those that God does love

Forbear to criticise

Forbear until you’ve stood in their shoes

Until you’ve worn their skin

Until you’ve listened with their ears

Until you’ve seen their world

Through their eyes

 

 

Rach

2014

 

 

“But why do you judge your brother? Or why do you also look down on your brother? For we will all stand before the judgement seat of God… Therefore, let us not judge one another any longer but, rather, be determined not to put a stumbling block or an obstacle before a brother.”

– Romans 14:10, 13

 

 

“If only I may grow:  firmer, simpler, quieter, warmer.”

– Dag Hammarskjold

 

 

“It’s not enough to have a dream,

Unless you’re willing to pursue it.

It’s not enough to know what’s right,

Unless you’re strong enough to do it.

It’s not enough to learn the truth,

Unless you also learn to live it.

It’s not enough to reach for love,

Unless you care enough to give it.”

– Anon