mixed media, Poem

Caged Bird


Caged Bird
Caged Bird – poem on mixed media

Childhood is a very important time in a person’s life. Those who raise children can either make or break them. If broken during these fragile, formative years, the outcome can be drastic. It can take a whole lifetime to heal, and oftentimes there are wounds that scar until death.

In an article by Livestrong.com, Heather Weiss said, “Nurturing relationships in a family are critical for the healthy development of a child. If a child feels safe, secure, and loved in their family, it helps with the formation of their self-esteem and well-being. It can also lead to a child who is more socially competent and has better communication skills than a child who does not feel these family connections.”

Any thoughts? Do you agree?


I wrote this poem a while ago. I had originally created a mixed media piece to go with it, but wanted to change it. This is the new version.

mixed media, poetry

A Caged Bird


Caged Bird 2

Childhood is a very important time in a person’s life. Those who raise children can either make or break them. If broken during these fragile, formative years, the outcome can be drastic. It can take a whole lifetime to heal, and oftentimes there are wounds that scar until death.

Do you agree with the above?

 

 

Culture, Poem

Painting a Work of Art


Painting a Work of Art

I will hold you in my arms
In my mind
In my heart

I will paint with vivid colors
Through my life
A work of art

Do you think of your life as a work of art? I know I’ve touched on this before in the area of poetry, but I would like to touch on this now in the form of art in general. Yes, I believe that our lives are like poems. Some are sad. Some are intense. Some are flowery. Some are light. Some are dark. I like to think of mine as a plethora of experiences – emotional, intellectual, physical and spiritual. Holistic in a sense.

Albert Einstein said, “Only a life lived for others is a life worth living.” Wow. What do you think of that? I think it’s a pretty darn powerful statement. It seems so counter-culture for our modern times, where personal peace, affluence and the quest of ‘being happy’ and collecting things for personal gain seem to be high on humanity’s priority list.

These two cuties above are my children. I wrote this little poem (if you’d like to call it that) about them. Western culture seems to demean a woman staying home with her children, and not being realized professionally, as something bad. As a waste of life. As if she’s making herself and her life less than what it could be. I don’t see it that way. I see it as a life fulfilled. A life with far less stress and rushing about. A life of more tranquility, peace and fulfillment in what I invest in.

Yes, I think Albert Einstein just may have been right. After all, he was considered an amazing genius.

What are you investing your life in? Are you painting a picture of vivid colors? How are you doing so? Do you believe that a woman is ‘throwing her life away’ by staying with her children and investing in their good? Do you think she is a woman that is unfulfilled in life?

Family, Poem

Seeds


 

The Sewer - Van Gogh

The Sower by Van Gogh

A thought became a word
A word became a thought
The thought produced an idea
And shaped the child’s mind

His way of seeing things
Her way of living life
The things that she believes
The things for which he’ll strive

Do not despise the day of small beginnings

Have you ever thought about your words and how they can affect others?  Who ever created that famous nursery rhyme, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me”, obviously didn’t know what he was talking about.  Words and very powerful.  Just as actions are very powerful.

I am a mother of two young children and, for me, it is very important that I watch my words and my actions around my children.  I have an amazing responsibility to raise two little human beings, and I don’t take that lightly. With my words, I can either make or break my children.  I can generate in them thoughts that are either healthy or hurtful.  Essentially, I am planting seeds in the fertile soil of their minds, and they, like sponges are taking it all in and forming their thoughts, worldview, character, opinions, etc.

I was doing some research on the internet concerning the power of words and I found the following text from http://10daybookclub.wordpress.com/2012/04/09/words-create-thoughts-thoughts-produce-feelings-feeling-inspire-choices/ :

  • Words create Thoughts
  • Thoughts produce Feelings.
  • Feelings inspire Choices.
  • Choices generate Actions
  • Actions determine Habits
  • Habits develop Character
  • Character fulfills Destiny
  • Destiny breeds Legacy.

Now I don’t know about you, but it seems to me that our words ultimately have extreme power. Let’s take great care then and think twice before we speak.

How about you? Have you ever thought about the effect that your words can have on someone, especially someone you love? Have you ever experienced the crushing pain of hurtful words? I know I have. If you are a parent, how important is it for you to plant good seeds into the soil of your children’s minds? Have you ever considered the effect that your words can have on them?  Just some food for thought on a Wednesday afternoon….