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Monthly Archives: August 2016

What Happiness Is.

30 Tuesday Aug 2016

Posted by Yu/stan/kema in Photos, Poetry, Psychology

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“The color of happiness is  yellow-gold,”

Said the child in the pony tail riding by                          

Found on Pinterest on 4-24-16. Also on flickr

Found on Pinterest on 4-24-16. Also on Flickr

On her  beautiful tricycle built for two.

When the sun is bright coming over the hill,

It goes from orange to a bright yellow hue,

And the rays kiss the sky and give it a thrill.

This kind of happy, just can’t be sold.

 

The color of happiness is like a deep green,

Like the grass of Ireland in the early Spring;

Like the shamrocks growing in the month of may;

And the leaves of  trees in the middle of June.

It’s the feeling of Joy when a lover stays,

And when he laughingly wants to spoon;

And he treats a girl like she’s his queen.

 

The color of happiness is a beautiful brown

Like the curls that dance on your baby’s head.

Like the eyes that sparkle, shimmer, and shine

When he looks at you with love in his eyes,

And he’s old enough to tell you he’s fine.

Happy is when he no longer cries,

And he wants You to put him to bed.

 

The color of happiness is the loving look

You see in your best friend at your side.                            

Found on Pinterest on 3-18-16.. Danie. Innocence.

Found on Pinterest on 3-18-16.. Danie. Innocence.

It’s the hand she gives when you need someone,

When you think the sun won’t come again,

And she picks you up with a little fun.

She won’t let you quit until you win.

Happy is your friend’s arms opened wide.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

 

 

Surrendering To Him, Lord Of All.

28 Sunday Aug 2016

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Sometimes, Lord, I feel so weary                       

With the burdens that I bear.

It seems I’m always on my own now,

Found on Pinterest on 6-22-16,

Found on Pinterest on 6-22-16,

Obstacles are everywhere.

People say I need to trust you,

Learn You always keep Your word,

But that’s hard for me to do, Lord

After all that has occurred.

Faith is hard to believe in.

No one’s ever followed through

With promises they’ve made me,

Regardless of the good I do.

How can I trust another

Who has broken my heart,

And betrayed the things I stand for,

And has ripped my soul apart?

How do I forgive another

Who has caused me so much pain?

How do I turn off my anger

And find a way to obtain

Peace that comes with acceptance, 

Love that comes with sacrifice,

Knowledge to resolve my struggles,

And a “self” that would suffice.

Found on Pinterest on 3-21-16.

Found on Pinterest on 3-21-16.

 

Come, Lord, help me with my burdens.

Give me strength to face the years.                     

Help me learn to surrender

To Your will my greatest fears.

Yu/stan/kema.

 

 

 

Searching For Something Under The Same Moon.

28 Sunday Aug 2016

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Found on Pinterest on 8-27-16.

Found on Pinterest on 8-27-16.

Darkness falls in the black curtains of night.

Crickets, and locusts play a melody

Nocturnal creatures move to

in an effortless dance of life

And death under the moon’s light.

Creatures slither and crawl.

They leave  behind them

Little trace of their existence,

Hoping to catch something good

To help them survive it all.

 

Darkness envelopes the hush of night.

Loved ones gather to embrace each other

In a dance of tenderness and joy.

They seek some reassurance

That every thing will come out right.

Found on Facebook Timeline on 1-12-16.

Found on Facebook Timeline on 1-12-16. David Avocado Wolfe.

They want more than a few hours

To leave behind bits and pieces

Of their authentic selves

And to share with each other

The  fruits of a balance in power.

Yu/stan/kema.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grieving Is Difficult After A Death Occurs.

27 Saturday Aug 2016

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When grief comes, it can creep up slowly and take us by surprise. Other times, it can come with the speed of a freight train and hit us in the chest, knocking us off track. It can also throw us into denial, where we actually refuse to admit some thing terrible has happened or is now real. Whatever way grief arrives, it leaves us with feelings unlike any other emotions we may experience.

If the person or animal lived with us, it leaves a hole, and our surroundings trigger the loss over and over every time we see possessions of the ones we cherished. If we were dependent on the loss for comfort, companionship, sense of family,  or other tasks valuable to us, the loss feels more intense.

I believe some people enter our lives and stay for a while, lighting our path, and giving us joy. They bandage our wounds. They show us over and over that they care for us, and they stay in our hearts for a lifetime. They make us rich with their time and attention. Our memories bind us to them and remind us of how lucky we were to have them in our lives.

Found on 8-26-16. on Pinterest and facebook.com.

Found on 8-26-16. on Pinterest and facebook.com.

Our pets become our family. We take care of them and they take care of us. We see them daily, talk to them, even when they don’t talk back to us. We learn their non-verbal behavior so we can meet their needs better, and they learn ours because they love us. Losing them cuts us to the heart.  We can weep for days, see our pet everywhere we go. They were ours and we belonged to them. It is normal to grieve such a friend. It is normal to miss them.

I grieved a tri-colored collie who died of old age years ago and thought I would never be able to let her go. After months of grieving, I sat in my kitchen crying, and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I saw my dog in heaven running up and down the green hills, laughing, and so happy. She was looking back for me. The image stayed with me. I stopped crying, and felt peace. I knew she was in heaven waiting for us to run again.

Since then, I have been able to let her go because I knew she had no pain. She could walk and she could run, and she was happy. I knew she was in a better place. I am convinced that God chose that moment in time to let me know we were both going to be OK. The pictures and memories of the time we spent together comfort me. She and I will, one day,  play again. 

Yu/stan/kema

 

Found on Pinterest on 8-27-16.

Found on Pinterest on 8-27-16.

“For my friend who is grieving.”

 

 

 

The Sound of Silence and The Sounds Of Nature Are Needed By The Soul.

26 Friday Aug 2016

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I have been a lover of silence all of my life. Man-made noises have always seemed loud to me and at times harsh, abrasive, grating, and tedious. Nature’s sounds tend to have a sense of harmony, a softness, and a sweetness to them. Thunderstorms, I admit, get loud at times and create fear.

I discovered nature when I was big enough to walk. I have pictures of me studying leaves, twigs, flowers, insects, etc. I am carrying these gifts while I teeter across the front porch of my childhood home or navigate the front yard. When I grew older, I spent most of my childhood outdoors in the sunshine and fresh air.

I remember the sounds of children laughing and giggling as they built roadways in the dirt and sand, or as they caught crayfish and tadpoles in the Arkansas River. Groups of children just seemed to appear out of no where, meet in the middle of a dusty ball field, choose sides, and discuss the rules of play. When the ball game started, the crack of a bat would be thrilling, and the satisfaction of a good catch in a baseball mitt still thrills this 71-year-old woman. At night, children called, “Hide and Seek,” or “Annie, Annie Over.” Peals of laughter rang out while lightning bugs were put in jars. The night-time had a magic of its own when the stars came out and the full moon cast its light on the yards below. No T.V. sets or radios disturbed the quiet.

The katydids, the locusts, and the frogs that sang, would lull us to sleep at night. The cries of the whippoorwill and the Mourning Dove were heard when we were ready to enter the Land of Nod. In the morning, we awakened to the bird calls of the Robin, The Cardinal, and the Blue-jays. As we went out to play, we could hear the clothes whipping back and forth on the clothesline, birds squawking, squirrels chattering, trees cracking, the wind rushing, and creeks babbling. It all seemed so right, so comforting, and peaceful for the day to be filled with natural sounds and periods of deep silence. We could hear ourselves inside us, and communicate easily with God with no distractions of any kind.

 I miss the silence that existed back then. It was lovely, a gift, and I was richer than any one could imagine.

Now, I wake up to the sound of cars back-firing, traffic going, loud sounds of construction, radios blaring, T.V.’s running,  and computer key boards clacking. The sounds of children playing outside, is almost non-existent. I don’t hear the thud of baseballs, children laughing, or game rules being discussed. There is artificial noise every where. I have to work to find quiet places to go, without radios, cell phones, or other gadgets. I find that I crave solitude more than any other thing in the world. I have learned that my mind and soul need it as much as my physical body needs water.

Yu/stan/kema

 

Life Is Full of Ups And Downs.

25 Thursday Aug 2016

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THE UPS AND DOWNS OF LIFE.

Have you ever had a day

Found on Pinterest on 4-25-16. Unnamed.

Found on Pinterest on 4-25-16. Unnamed.

That seemed in disarray,                            

That no matter what you did,

You acted like a kid?

 

Have you ever had an hour

Where you felt you had no power, 

And others had control

Of your anxious heart and soul?

 

Have you ever had a minute

Where you felt you were not in it,

And your mind turned upside down,

While you looked  like a clown?

 

And despite how hard you tried, 

People said that you had lied, 

About being strong,

When days were long?

 

They could not understand

That you needed someone’s hand,

To get up from the floor

So that you could learn to soar.

 

They mistakenly thought

That you needed nought,

For you were so contained

As the hours waned.

 

What they failed to see,                         

Found on Pinterest on 2-9-16..Loring Scarrow. Kindness in the Workplace.

Found on Pinterest on 2-9-16..Loring Scarrow. Kindness in the Workplace.

You were human like me,

And you needed some support

To help you finally sort:

 

The good friends from the bad,

The blessings you’ve had,

What is yours to accept,

And  leave with no regret.

 

The value of mistakes,

To find out what it takes

To survive a world of woe, 

And still have time to grow.

Yu/stan/kema.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Healing Waters.” Written by Jenny Hardin. Shared by Yu/stan/kema.

23 Tuesday Aug 2016

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Found on Pinterest on 8-23-16. Ocean.

Found on Pinterest on 8-23-16. Ocean.

HEALING WATERS

When your life begins to flood

And you don’t know what to do,

Lean back into the ocean

And float your way through.

When burdens seem heavy,

It’s time to Leave the shore!

The soul cries out inside you,

There must be something more.

Surrender to the current,

 And just let go.

 

Float away across the ocean,

Toss your troubles in the sea;

Just feel this holy water,

The sun, the sky, and thee.

These waters will support you.

Fall back and  just breathe.

For you possess already,

 All you truly need.

For the soul that has surrendered,

Is the soul that lives free.

 

Found on Google+ on 5-19-16. Rick Schwartz. Best intentions.

Found on Google+ on 5-19-16. Rick Schwartz. Best intentions.

Disengage the critical mindset,

That says you haven’t tried.

 Go find your quiet place

And throw your arms wide.

 Breathe in the air around you;

Let your fear subside.

 Believe in your own value,

More than the sun and sky.

Soon you will see,

“You” can finally just ” be.”

 

Laugh, cry, and scream,

It feels good to be free!

JENNY HARDIN

 

 

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“Restoration.” Written by Jenny Hardin. Shared by Yu/stan/kema.

23 Tuesday Aug 2016

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Found on Pinterest on 3-20-16.

Found on Pinterest on 3-20-16.

RESTORATION

This is my prayer to spirit. “come find me.”

Some days my soul can’t even pray.

I feel my soul has lost its way.

Surrendering to you, light found my soul.

Wind and flood have taken their toll.

“Come find me.”

 

The Earth sings a symphony!

Glory comes in the morning.

I hear whispers at night.

I walk the Earth with barren feet

As she hears my plight.

Both tears and joy flow

As I climb this steep hill.

She knows what I’ve been through.

She whispers, “Just be still.”

 

Her name is Mother Wisdom.

She understands my heart.

If I seek her earnestly,

She’ll help me find gold:

The self I had surrendered,

Which was buried, stolen, and sold.

Some stories  are forgotten.

And others mirror my soul.

No more tales of patriarchs,

Men seeking to control.

I want a different story

To restore my fractured soul.

 

I cry for my sisters.

Their stories still untold.

Athena, Mother Mary,

And Magdalene too.

Gaia and Artemis,

My soul cries out to you.

You are not dead.

You live in me, held dear.

Stay with me

And give me strength.

Help me remove my fear!

 

Let moon, stars, and Venus

And the entire Milky Way,

Lay down beside me

And forever with me stay.

The Goddess has her reckoning,

The pain of the world restored.

She strokes my hair gently.

She reminds me of my worth.

She whispers, “You can do this.”

She assists me with rebirth.

Abundant gifts she gives me:

The owl upon its nest,

The scent of fallen pine trees,

That stays with in my breast.

She reminds me that for now,

I can finally rest.

Jenny Hardin

 

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A Book Review: The Girl Who Cried “Wolf!” Nancy Jensen and Nathan P. Swink, Ph.D

23 Tuesday Aug 2016

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The Girl Who Cried “Wolf!” is a book about a woman who traveled a long road from being an emotionally abused and physically abused child, to being a mental health consumer who had mental health treatment in both inpatient and outpatient settings, and residential group home placements, and who ended up as an advocate for consumers of mental health services. These consumers needed someone to speak for them and tell society of their needs, thoughts, and emotions while navigating the mental health system. Nancy stepped forward and was determined to be a voice for herself and the other consumers.

This book tells the story, from Nancy Jensen’s  perspective, of her life and the events that led up to her becoming an advocate for those with mental health issues. She describes her childhood and the influences of religion, abuse, family, school, and medical problems which shaped her as an adult.

Nancy had a speech impediment that affected her self-esteem, and her mother struggled with accepting her as she was. She was emotionally and sexually abused in her family as a child. Nancy suffered with severe depression which followed her most of her life.

Nancy moved into a communal house in Newton, Ks. after she found a job and left home. She moved back and forth between Kansas and Colorado many times, had multiple jobs, had problems in relationships, and then decided to live at the Kaufman House in Newton, Ks. The Director of the treatment facility was Arlan Kaufman, a Clinical Social Worker. Linda Kaufman, an R.N., worked with him. It was a residential facility for people who had mental health issues. Nancy said she experienced abuse there. She later stepped forward and told others what had happened, but no one did anything. She ended up hospitalized. She felt no one was listening to her. The book goes on to describe more hospitalizations, multiple marriages, having a child, and her continuing struggle with depression.

Many years later, she heard Arlan Kaufman and his wife, Linda, had been arrested for fraud, enslaving residents, and other types of abuse at the Kaufman House. There was a court trial at which Nancy gave testimony. The Kaufman’s were convicted and sent to prison.

Nancy went on with her life, and became involved in helping  legislation get passed in Kansas that would require Social and Rehabilitation Services to report complaints of abuse, or exploitation. If problems arose, an oversight office would follow through with it. Nancy became a Certified Peer Specialist, and she worked at the Center for Community Support and Research at Wichita State University. She collaborated with Nathan Swink, Ph.D. in Community Psychology, who helped her write her story.

This is a book which shows how depression can affect an individual’s life, but it also shows what hard work, appropriate treatment, determination, and good support systems can achieve in helping mental health consumers meet goals in life and become productive members in society. All it takes is one person reaching out to help another.

Yu/stan/kema

—————————————————————————————————                 Jensen, Nancy; and Swink, Ph.D., Nathan P. 2013. The Girl Who Cried “Wolf!”  Middletown, DE. Made in the USA.

Gifts From God Encourages A Soul To Grow.

17 Wednesday Aug 2016

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GIFTS FROM GOD

God created this world for me.                    

Found on Facebook Timeline on 8-1-16.

Found on Facebook Timeline on 8-1-16.

                                              

I see Him in the leaves

Of every single beautiful tree,

That moves with every breeze.

He lives among the mountain peaks,

And swims the ocean deep.

I hear him in the fields and creeks,

And all the birds that peep.

 

God created this world for me,

With every breath I take.

I see Him in my baby’s eyes

Whenever he’s awake.

I feel God’s presence as I rise

To create the things I make.

He gives me friends to comfort me

When losses bring heart-break.

Found on Facebook Timeline on 1-12-16.

Found on Facebook Timeline on 1-12-16. David Avocado Wolfe.

 

God shows me that He really cares,

By being there for me.

His blessings come from time to time.

He’s there when I despair.

He’s in the smiles of those I greet,

And when I write a rhyme.

He’s with the friends that I meet.

My God is everywhere.

Yu/stan/kema

 

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