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mother’s day

Posted in fambly and friends, growth & change, heartache, herself, inner peace, love, my inner child, offspring, shades of grey, stirring of the soul, tales of my sanity have been greatly exaggerated, The Right Thing, trust, Uncategorized on May 10, 2008 by whyvonne


      during those early dearest days

            i did not dream that you had

                  a large life which included me,

                        for i had a life

                              which was only you.

~ maya angelou


ascent and descent

Posted in acts of nature, bewilderness, carpe diem!, changes, chemistry, fact or fiction?, grateful, growth & change, herself, humble and grateful, inner peace, love, my inner child, nurturing, science & nature, shades of grey, silence, stirring of the soul, trust, Uncategorized on April 25, 2008 by whyvonne

sitting side by side on the picnic table, in the clearing near the parking area at the base of the mountain, they shared an organic brew that boasted one of his photographs. the landscape image that had been “flopped, cropped and photoshopped” dominated the label.

she was at once proud of him, and perhaps just a little jealous.

her attempt at under-apologizing was futile; she knew in her heart of hearts that this hike was more than just a little ambitious for her. her frequent stops to catch her breath and slow her heart thudding maddeningly in her chest didn’t seem to bother him…he had even taken her pack from her partway up the mountain to make it easier for her.

as they sat together, recovering, in a companionable silence, he announced that he had planned on saving this particular bottle for a special occasion – and this was it.

she was at a loss for words.

abruptly, she confessed:
“i never intended to re-appear; my only intention was to disappear.”
with that she excused herself and walked to the far side of the clearing, hearing him say,
“…and then she disappeared again…”

she chuckled inwardly. she adored his sense of humor, even though the subject matter wasn’t at all funny. as if her words could even touch on an explanation of why she had been in absentia for six weeks.

what had caught her eye across the lawn was several piles of snow; such an odd sight on this unseasonably hot day! she reached the snow, and bending down, scooped up a handful, smiling as she shaped it into a snowball. it was the perfect consistency! she turned and walked back toward him, feeling the gritty ice already beginning to melt in her hands. when she reached him, her hands were icy cold and dripping; she tenderly touched his sunburned arms with her wet cold hands, loving the contrast of it…her cold hands on his hot skin…then she gently bathed his neck, his ears…



my girl

Posted in art, heartache, jewel, love, lyrical, shades of grey, smucking BRILLIANT!, stirring of the soul, tales of my sanity have been greatly exaggerated, trust on April 4, 2008 by whyvonne

rastafarian jewel sings her lovely “kiss the flame”…

please, love, let’s make
no imparital vow…
let all fall away
that’s not crucial now

i want a brave love
one that makes me weak in the knees
i want a crazy, crazy love
one that makes me come undone
at the seams…

‘coz i’m tired of all these pilgrims
these puritans, these thieves
of all these unbelievers
who whittle love down
at the knees

let these swift roads destroy themselves
let the world fall into its sleep
for we shall be spared, we shall be left standing
to face what’s left of concrete and honey…

kiss the flame
let’s run with the hunted, the untamed
kiss the flame
embrace the faceless, the unnamed

there are nightmares on the corner
there are jokes on t.v.
there are people selling thougtlessness
with such casualty

where for art thou, romeo?
where have all the brave men gone?
show me one man who knows his own heart
to him i shall belong 

kiss the flame
let’s run with the hunted, the untamed
kiss the flame
embrace the faceless, the unnamed

please, love, let’s make
no impartial vow…

slow fade

Posted in bewilderness, changes, heartache, inner peace, jewel, love, shades of grey, silence, the blues, the darkness, trust on April 2, 2008 by whyvonne


“…another fairytale fades to grey;

i’ve lived on hope just like a child
          walking that mile
faking that smile…

all the while,
wishing my heart had wings…”

sheryl crow

Posted in bewilderness, changes, crazy unadulterated bullshit, heartache, love, shades of grey, storm, tales of my sanity have been greatly exaggerated, trust, W T F ? on March 17, 2008 by whyvonne

from the good ole’ days, before
all-pop “i wanna soak up the sun” tiger beat
love song days…

“i light your cigarette
i bring you apples from the vine
how quickly you forget
i run the bath and pour the wine
i’d bring you everything that floats into your mind

but you don’t bring me anything but down
no, you don’t bring me anything but down
when you come ’round

you are a raging sea
i pull myself out every day
i plead insanity
coz i can’t leave and i can’t stay

you say “won’t you come find me,”
and “yes” is what i say

well, maybe i’m not your perfect kind
maybe i’m not what you had in mind
and maybe we’re just killin’ time…

you with your silky words
and your eyes of green and blue
you with your steel beliefs
that don’t match anything you do;
it was so much easier
before you became you

no more playing seek and hide
no more long and wasted nights
can’t you make it easy on yourself?

i know you wish
you were strong
you wish you were never wrong
well, i’ve got some wishes
of my own…”

sing it, angry sheryl!
hell hath no fury… 


Posted in bewilderness, changes, humble and grateful, inner peace, love, my inner child, shades of grey, silence, stirring of the soul, trust on March 4, 2008 by whyvonne


“…and the day came
when the risk to remain
tight in a bud

was more painful
than the risk
it took
to blossom.”

~ anais nin


Posted in art, carpe diem!, changes, crazy unadulterated bullshit, fambly and friends, grateful, humble and grateful, inner peace, love, making a difference, nurturing, offspring, stirring of the soul, trust on January 12, 2008 by whyvonne

for all the crazy unadulterated bullshit that fell on my shoulders this past year, there is a wealth of goodness, beauty and grace that i have been blessed with, and feel compelled to acknowledge…

  • no-less-than-amazing offspring, pursuing their dreams, nurturing their families
  • the long-distance love of family
  • being privileged to work with the most ill of patients; so bittersweet…
  • a gentle prodding back towards my creative self
  • a fat lazy yellow lab named JACK, who believes that all food was placed on this earth solely for his eating pleasure
  • sunshine; the promise of a new day…the stars, another promise
  • old and new/renewed friendships and new experiences
  • new contractors {the “Christian Soldiers”}
  • music, music, music
  • wonderful food and drink
  • the beautiful freedom of riding on the back of a motorbike sans helmet, the wind whipping my hair about
  • Dr. Frasier Crane  🙂

    …undoubtedly i could go on and on. there are so many people out there, friends and even strangers, who have touched me in some way over the past year – with humor, friendship, love, a tender word, a helping hand.

  • …or allowing me to help you, for those who know me understand that this is an integral part of herself……i am so very grateful…and now you are part of the intricate weaving that is the process of me.