For the love of Animals…

For the Love of Animals,
all kinds
the Big, the Small, the Fat
or Skinny
the ones who are Tall.

All the critters
and creatures
who bless me
daily with their loving
gentle presence.

I cannot imagine my
Life without
my fur-friends.

They give, give, give
so much of themselves
without asking much from us-
some food, some water
a belly tummy rub
or a scratch behind the ears.

For the Love of Animals
is one thing I am
deeply most grateful.
They understand beyond our words.
They understand our hearts
without us trying to explain.

They bear a simple wisdom and
a lovely loyal kindness.

They bear a simple wisdom
and a lovely loyal kindness.

They simply Love Us.
For the Love of Animals,
all kinds
the Big, the Small, the Fat
or Skinny
the ones who are Tall.

All the critters
and creatures
who bless me
daily with their loving
gentle presence.

I cannot imagine my
Life without
my fur-friends.
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Far Sighted…

Just shy of a month away from my 40th Birthday,
Now for the first time in my life I need to wear reading glasses.
I have been told what I have is very common. Basically I am far sighted-which means if somethings far away I can see it fine. But if I choose to read a book-I suddenly need to hold it at least an arms length away or all the words are blurry.

The reason, I choose to blog about this is I have received three different promotional books since Feb courtesy of Good Reads. com and the participating Authors. As a fellow Author, I really respect getting a book for free but what’s more is I do highly intend to give these authors an objective yet fair review. I am deeply sorry it is taking me so long to get back to them. I only picked up these new specs on Weds 4/23/14-basically yesterday.

These are the books I am trying to read A/S/A/P.
1.”Manana Starts Today, Affirmations to Jump start Your Heart, Mind, and Soul.” by Sandra Elaine Scott. Her book may take the longest as I am trying to read just one affirmation per day-currently I am on page 43 but there are 111 pages. I’m sure I could try to plow straight through it but that does not seem how the Author intends it to be read. To be fair I would rather read one excerpt a day and ponder its deeper meaning. So far however, I am very impressed with this book and finding it very enjoyable.

2.”The God of my Art.” by Sarah Lane. This is a fictional novel. I am trying to give it as much attention as possible.I am on page 97 of 212 pages. It seems to be an interesting coming of age tale. I look forward to finishing and writing a review. Especially as a former college Fine Arts painting student there is much I can relate to so far on many levels.

3. “Animal Madness How Anxious Dogs, Compulsive Parrots, and Elephants in Recovery help us to Understand Ourselves.” by Laurel Braitman. This is an early advanced edition I won from the publisher. Its not set to be released until June 10, 2014. I am on page 38 and there are 362 pages. It is a very fascinating book so far, although in some spots it is technical enough to remind me of Graduate school and the many textbooks I had to read. Therefore it may took me slower to read than what I prefer just to make sure I understand the depth of what she is saying.

Being somebody with bipolar disorder, my attention span is not always as broad or long lasting as I would prefer. This is my own personal defect-not anything to do with the Authors of these wonderful books!

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The Seedling

The Seedling by Emily Sturgill
4/21/14

Searching for
something slippery
something slight of hand.

Seeking for
a sense of recovery,
something that’s in
high demand.

Searching for a way,
to enhance
each and everyday.

With a leap of Faith,
and the feel of
your fingers in my hand,
together we move mountains,
but alone

we are stuck in the sand.

Seeking your familiar heartbeat
the look of your wise soul
finding Love between Us-

It is the one thing,
the only thing
I can count on to
Flourish and Grow.

(for Dean.)

Monday Madness

Monday Madness-4/21/14

Sorrow tastes
like too many cigarettes
ash and bitterness.
Sadness eats a dessert of
Despair.

Depression lingers
like unpainted
brush strokes
onto the canvas
of my inner mind.

It feels like:
running backwards,
up a hill-
or standing
complete and utterly
very still-
(going nowhere fast.)

Or this:
It feels like sinking
into quicksand
in the middle of a
snake pit.

Sorrow tastes
like too many cigarettes
ash and bitterness.
Sadness eats a dessert of
Despair.

Stumbling Blocks

Stumbling blocks-4/21/14

Writers block
Artist Block
my imagination is clogged,
and I need some help.

I need a push.
I need a shove-
to get all

of the blockages
out.

I wanna be-
free,
like the stream.

I wanna be-
flowing rich in purpose
instead of
lost.

Lost in thought.

Writers block.
Artists block.

I need a push.
I need a shove-
to get it all out.

The Anchor

The Anchor-4/11/14

If feelings were anchors
around my feet and legs
would I sink or swim?

If feelings were anchors
around my feet
would I rock steady in a harbor
or sea?

Or would all my feelings
become shark-like
and swim up
to devour me?

I struggle to remain upright
despite crashing waves.
Motionless I float upon my back
watching
the blue blue blue
of the sea
as
it meets the sky.

And I wonder who is bluer
the sea, the sky or I?

Thinking things through…

Thinking things through…
the wind conveys the secret
message that
Spring is almost near.

Thinking things through…
as the bulbs begin to bud.
As the air begins to warm and whisper.
The wind sends out call,
to all the flocks of birds-
then to the other animals
both small and tall.

Thinking things through…
I stand in the thick and thin out of
it all.
Trying to catch a Spring breeze
as the smell of grass
and the feel of Sun and Air upon
my bare arm, everything
catches up to me-
in a moment of Awe.

Thinking things through…
this is the time of the year,
to sort through the old,
and embrace the new.

Just taking my time
to gather my thoughts
and think these things through…