Category Archives: Rictameter

A rictameter is a nine-line poem. Its pattern of syllables goes 2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2. The first line and the nineth line must be the same.

Peace in Quiet

Silent prayers, prayers without words, enable pure, aware, listening presence with no expectation of a response. Such deep meditation opens our hearts to God’s healing. God will not be silent.

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Morning Glory

Sorrow lingers for things I have done and cannot undo or promises not kept. The night is long and I weep tears of shame. But joy comes with the morning sun. Each day begins anew clothed in bliss, not sorrow. … Continue reading

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Peace of Mind

I walk… with purposeful intent contemplating matters swirling around my mind. Tension melts away with every step… …one foot in front of the other in a labyrinth of serenity …I walk.

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Life in the Fast Lane

Years goby quickly atuncontrollable paces.Yet living with arms wide openand being able to share smiles and tearswithout judging adds width and depthto life, keeping one fromwondering whereyears go. **************************************************************************************** Inspired by this quote from Evan Esar, an American humorist who … Continue reading

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Genesis

Creates. On blank canvas figures emerge in space. Muscles, curves, angles added to gestured lines reveal the human body. Shading, value, and dimension give substance to the form. From nothing God creates.

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Waning and Waxing

Low points. Dullness sets in. Our energy waning like the moon, that in-between time after reaching our fullest potential and before we can feel renewed. From the darker shadows we emerge from low points.

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On the Road

Believe. See the presence of the risen Lord through eyes opened by the strength of faith. Believe so you can see Him as He lives among us in unexpected ways.  Greet Him on the road. Be ready to believe.

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Love Hurts

Sadness filling the cracks created by loss and rubbing raw the nerves frayed by the pain of suffering and the agony of helplessness.  No medicine provides blessed relief. Time only mends sadness.

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Bittersweet

A day with a dear friend catching up on lost time reliving moments when our lives intersected and time was measured in days apart rather than months…sad knowing we will only be together a day.

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Best Sellers

Stories of what we are… who we will grow to be… constructed within our own minds …slowly revealed in chapters or verses the mystery unfolding to faithful listeners of our creation stories.

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