photography

Colour Impregnation


Red door blue graffitti

As some of you may know, I am taking a photography course (actually, it’s more like a workshop). The first assignment was ‘colour impregnation’. I took a couple of photos, and the above is the one I chose for the final assignment. Below or two others.

blue wall

yellow flower in wall

I will be traveling for about a week and will not have regular access to the internet. For this reason, I will be unable to read posts during this time.

See you next week.

photography, poetry

Killing me softly (Gogyohka)


Killing me softlyGogyohka: A 5 line Japanese micro-poetry form

I love the song “Killing me softly”, originally composed by Charles Fox. I came to know the song by the version Lauren Hill did, and it had a huge impact on my life. A very special blogger friend, Sibella, from Arts & Rhymes, recently posted a You tube video of the song, and it made me remember an experience I had 10 years ago. My husband and I had recently left an arts team we were working with. We were on our way to Argentina for my husband to do a course in journalism. Before leaving Brazil, I had some questions about my life and future. I prayed and asked God about it and this song came to mind. I didn’t remember the lyrics at the time, but the next day I heard a friend humming the same tune while listening to her mp3 player. I asked to listen to it so I could hear the lyrics.

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his songs
Killing me softly with his songs
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his songs

Now, 10 years later, after hearing that song again, I had a type of revelation. I really feel like that is exactly what these last 10 years have been for me. Losing pride, discovering myself, finding my identity, firming my faith, dying to ego and the need to be known for what I can do. Shaping and establishing my world-view on a much deeper level.

Killing isn’t something we associate with good. Dying isn’t something that anyone wishes to experience. The funny thing though, is that in all of this killing and dying, I’ve never felt so alive and content. As if the opposite has happened.

Have you ever had a song profoundly affect you? If so, share your story 🙂


I would just like to share a photo of my cute new little puppy, Benny. He gives me heck when I sit down to work, so I’ve succumbed to putting an old cushion next to my computer for him to be close to me. Hahahahaha. I love him to pieces.

benny computer

poetry

A Scarred Gift (Triple Gogyohka) – 3 day quote challenge


A Scarred Gift

“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” — Kahlil Gibran

I’m a huge believer that suffering causes growth and that those that have scars from the bumps and grinds of life, have great wisdom to offer others. That is, if the one that has suffered allows those experiences to be teachers. Now don’t get me wrong. I try to avoid suffering at all costs. And there are many that don’t allow their experiences to teach them, but instead get bitter and angry with people or with God.

I have been invited by Geralyn, from Where My Feet Are, Sibella, from Arts & Rhymes, Himali, from Decoding Happiness, Sagarika, from In Depth, and Christina, from The Wordy Rose to participate in a ‘3 quotes/3 days challenge. I don’t think I’ll be able to do this consecutively, but I will get all three out sooner or later 🙂

I am suppose to nominate three other bloggers to do this challenge as well, however, I would like to nominate all those who read this to do this challenge. Anyone that would like to.

I wrote the above poem to go along with this quote, because I was just chomping at the bit to create. I had been working all week on a mixed media piece and I really just didn’t like it at all. Sooooo, I crumpled it up and threw it out. At any rate, this poem is inspired by the book, “Ecclesiastes”, which I absolutely love. It was written by an Israeli king, King Solomon, who was a man that made it his life mission to seek wisdom. It offers a philosophy of life and how to find spiritual significance in a life that would otherwise be meaningless (Christian Growth Study Bible). 

How about you? Do you believe that suffering can be your teacher and that great wisdom can come from it?


Gogyohka literally translates as “five-line poem” or “song”. It is a Japanese micro-poetry form that is only five lines long, and has no syllabic restriction.

poetry

The Need


The Need

You have made us for yourself, and our hearts are restless, until they can find rest in you.
~Augustine

I am very affected by climate changes. When it’s sunny and warm, I am happy and full of life. When it is cold and grey, I am lethargic and down. Actually, I get very depressed. Being that we are entering our winter here in Brazil, the temperatures are dropping, and sometimes it’s grey.

I love this above quote by Augustine. It reminds me that my deepest needs can not be met in the material, nor by me. It reminds me that I need to run to one that is greater than myself.

This poem was birthed out of deep depression and great need. I remembered something that the King of Israel wrote sometime between the 900s and 1000s B.C.
“Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me?”
He spoke to his own soul. So I did the same. And I went to the one that is higher than I and poured out my heart. And you know what? I found rest. I found comfort. I found reassurance. My mind was no longer playing tricks on me. I decided I wasn’t going to be a prisoner to the screams in my mind and the tightness in my heart.

Are you affected by weather and climate changes? Do you suffer with depression? How do you deal with it?

photography, poetry

Romance – Tanaga


Romance - Tanaga

I was invited by Elizabeth from Tea and Paper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Elizabeth posts photos, poems, artsy stuff and other things on her lovely blog. Please drop by and check it out.


I thought that for my fifth and final post for this challenge, I would keep things on the lighter side. I thought that romance and a rose fit well together. The poem is a Tanaga, which is a Philippine poetry form, four lines in length, seven syllables each line, first two lines rhyme and the second two rhyme.

My nomination for today’s post is Neha, from Forgotten Meadows.

photography, poetry

A Monkey’s thoughts


A Monkey's Thoughts

Hey little guy,

what ya doin today?

Not much dear girl,

I thought I’d sway.

From tree to tree,

and to and fro.

And watch the people

down below.

They rush and run,

don’t notice the sun.

They text and talk,

and run, not walk

Inhaling food,

not savouring each bite.

Under a tree,

they’ve lost all sight.

Of what it is

to live each day.

To love and learn,

and rest and play.

To see the gift

each moment can bring.

Oh well, dear girl

I’m off to swing.


I was invited by Elizabeth from Tea and Paper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Elizabeth posts photos, poems, artsy stuff and other things on her lovely blog. Please drop by and check it out.

I started this challenge on Monday last week, however I have had difficulties with my internet connection. I have also been really uninspired lately. Even though our move is complete, getting everything organized and in place hasn’t been completed yet. Being a person that thrives on routine, this has left me a bit stumped. The good thing is that this past weekend I was able to get a lot done. Now I just need to clean up and organize my creative space.

My nomination for today is Kate Loveton, from Odyseey of a Novice Writer. I’ve been following Kate since my earlier days of blogging and she is a great writer. I especially like her flash fiction. Check her out. You won’t be disappointed.


In keeping with the theme, I thought I’d continue on the topic of ‘rest’. It seems like a lot of humanity has lost sight of listening to and obeying our bodies, and their need for rest. In this fast-paced life, we need to be intentional with our rest. There are so many things that vie for our attention, that if we don’t get intentional, sooner or later we’ll burn out. I’m guilty of it. I think most of us probably are. Even God rested after creating everything. He knew it was important. Rest is not a luxury, but essential for our health.

Are you guilty of not being intentional with rest? Have you ever suffered burn out? How did it effect you physically, mentally and emotionally?

photography, poetry

Hanging Around (Tanaga)


Hanging Around

I was invited by Elizabeth from Tea and Paper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Elizabeth posts photos, poems, artsy stuff and other things on her lovely blog. Please drop by and check it out.

My nomination for today is Rob, from The V-Pub. Rob is a fun blogger that writes about everything and anything, and has been a faithful friend for over a year and a half now.


The above photo is of a plant that hangs from bananas, and was taken close to my house. I have written a Tanaga poem once again to pair with my photo. I thought the theme of the poem was perfect for it.

banana and plant

Here is another photo I took of the plant hanging from the bananas.

Modern living has placed expectations on humanity (at least much of the western world) to always be busy. I have decided not to buy into that way of thinking. I believe that living a healthy lifestyle doesn’t just mean eating right and exercising. A healthy lifestyle includes taking care of the entire being – body, soul and spirit. For this to happen, it is necessary to stop regularly and just hang out. Do nothing. Relax and rest. It may even mean saying ‘no’ to others when they ask something of you.

Do you regularly take time out to just hang out? To do nothing? To relax and breathe a bit? What do you like to do to relax and take care of yourself?

photography, poetry, Uncategorized

The End of the Line


Old train

I’ve reached the end of the line

Say goodbye to space and time

Ran out of gas, broken down

I’m off to meet the renown


I was invited by Elizabeth from Tea and Paper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Elizabeth posts photos, poems, artsy stuff and other things on her lovely blog. Please drop by and check it out.

The above photo was taken close to my house. I thought it was a bit odd for an old non-working locomotive to be hiding away in the trees. The poem is another Tanaga.

I would like to nominate Audrey, from Oldest Daughter Red Headed Sister to participate in this challenge. Audrey finds inspiration in anything and everything.

photography, poetry

Hope


Hope-Tanaga

I was invited by Elizabeth from Tea and Paper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”. Elizabeth posts photos, poems, artsy stuff and other things on her lovely blog. Please drop by and check it out.

I took this photo close to my daughter’s school. There was a burned car there and I laid this sweet daisy gerbera in the back, amongst the ashes. It made me think of hope, and so I wrote this little Tanaga poem to go with it. I would like to dedicate this post actually to Natalie. She has been having a rough time and I feel for her. I would also like to nominate Natalie for this challenge today (however, I totally understand Natalie if you can’t, or don’t want to do it ok).


Have you ever gone through a rough time in your life? A time where it felt like you had lost all hope? How did you deal with that?

photography, poetry

The Pursuit


Ahhhhh, it’s so good to be back. I’ve missed blogging. My big move and all the craziness in my life these past few weeks (months actually) have taken a toll on me. I’m back on WordPress now, and hoping to settle into my new normal and routine. Can’t wait to reconnect.


The Pursuit

Don’t you love that word, ‘pursuit’? It makes me think of using all of one’s strength in the quest of accomplishing something of importance. The Free Dictionary gives the following definitions:

  • The act of pursuing, chasing, or striving after
  • The act of striving to gain or accomplish something
  • An effort to secure or attain; quest

Being that I’m a Christian, I like to read the Bible. There’s this one passage where a number of Jesus’ followers turned away, because what he was teaching them seemed too tough to swallow. When he asked his closest friends if they were going to leave him too, one said, “…to whom would we go? You have the words of real, eternal life.” That’s a pretty heavy statement, but I believe it.

My pursuit then, will be for Truth. I don’t understand it all, and expect I never will. But when you find something so good, so fulfilling, so meaningful and freeing – it’s something you want to grab on to with both hands and never let go.

Have you ever pursued something? Have you ever grabbed on with both hands and not let go until you’ve attained it? Would love to know your experience hmmmmmm… 🙂


I’m part of an international creative community online called, His Kingdom Come. This is my response for this week’s prompt. 

Photo: Ouro Preto, Brazil