Monarca Rising

Category: hope

  • Irrepressible

    Irrepressible by Carmen H Gray Pushed and pressed Myself compressed But you will find My sweet suppleness Will meet that sullenness With fluidity Another version Of my heart’s subversion Rising, rising Like doughy bread Irrepressibly tread

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  • Fears Flung Deep

    “You forgive yourself for every failure because you are trying to do the right thing. God knows that and you know it. Nobody else may know it.”-Maya Angelou Fears Flung Deep  by Carmen H Gray Out of the Great Unsurpassed Darkness; a clouded view I find my way past The enshrouded residue Each sigh, each…

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  • Zen and The Art of Survivor Maintenance

    PET Scan by Carmen H Gray Whirring noises are the sounds of birds in flight The cold air a misty San Francisco morning in the depths of summer Prayers whispered to Whoever while my hand touches the soft fuzz of her delicate hair Delicate shell, the inverse of Her being, Her soul, Her unconquerable spirit…

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  • Awakening

    “Even as a child she had lived her own small life all within herself. At a very early period she had apprehended instinctively the dual life—that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions”-Kate Chopin Tuesday we were given a short preview of the imminent spring here in Austin.  Blue skies, sun brilliantly shining,…

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  • The Unbearable Lightness of Being

    “for there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes” -Milan Kundera. Tonight was a celebration of Ava’s friend, Jackson’s life.  All of us surrounded together to have fun,…

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  • The Sweetness In Life

    I think of all the sweetness I have in my life that helps me stumble through it and I hope that I share enough of it because life is rather bitter without it. Sometimes the mother in me can see those who need it and do not even realize it. from: Sweetness By  Stephen Dunn…

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  • For Jackson

    Yesterday was a special day for me because it marked the end of a journey with my daughter.  A friend of mine spontaneously invited me to make a wreath with her. She is very creative and talented (I know this because I know her beautiful children, who are also quite clever and innovative).  After this…

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