#23 A Poetic Pause

Reading poetry, for me, is a pause. 

This pause can whisk me away.  I travel to distant places and times; find myself surrounded by high peaked mountains;  and partake in experiences with actions, emotions and all.  

Many of you can appreciate that carrying on an uninterrupted conversation with someone is near impossible when little one(s) are under foot.  Reading something lengthy can be near impossible too.  For this reason poetry is perfect for the multitasking mom.

With Spring just a few days away, I can't help but to think of my favourite poem by William Wordsworth:

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.      

 So take a moment, pick a poem, and enjoy your poetic pause.

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#15 Remember

My Mom in-law recently passed away.  Everyone grieves in their own way, on their own terms.  How do you deal with loss?  Is there anything you can do for yourself? 

A "memory plant" may be something you want to consider, especially if you have young children as it gives them something tangible, a connection to the person they lost. It also offers them the opportunity to help create a special piece, a special place, thus a way to express their grief.

This weekend we are going to choose one of Ma's favourite blossoming plants and put it in a special place in our garden along with a plaque, a notation, or a poem for her.... for us. In Memory.

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