My First Cat...

She came to me by chance at a time that I was suddenly left alone (1995) ...

Named Sariel, after an angel in the book that I was reading at the time, she was representation of the love, warmth, peace, fierceness, and shielding that I needed at the time.

Sariel was a name written upon the shields of the fighting forces of heaven. Representing courage, self control, and tolerance Sariel is an angel who rules over vision and wisdom.

The peace in heaven needs to be defended because evil will always look for ways to destroy that peace. War is not the same as evil, it is the way to defeat evil. That's why Sariel have warrior abilities and why shields exist in heaven.

Described as a feminine Angel in occult traditions, her immense knowledge of magic, magical rituals, and magical powers are her legend. Sariel represents "guidance" in Sumerian traditions; in Talmud she is an angel of death.

My cat has been gone for several years, however, the Sariel still represent the things that I hope to nurture and grow within myself.

She is a powerful practioner, agent of change, strives for peace, operates in Wisdom, can see, and she has courage in battle.

Choices...

So any person who knows what is right to do but does not do it, to him it is sin.

James 4:17

Doesn't Remind Me

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So discretely
We won't look back

The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything

Audioslave

A Conversation About Cats

JT: here's what my blog entry would say: Title-- One of those days...
“A friend”: mind numbing
JT: Today, while I was cleaning my house
JT: I heard a screech of tires outside
JT: a cautious look revealed that there was indeed a cat tail sticking out of that bloody hairy puddle
JT: and matched my cat
JT: dutifully
JT: I retrieved a shovel from the shed
JT: a pair of gloves
JT: and a trash bag
JT: and scooped my beloved Baxter off the rood
JT: road
JT: sigh
JT: The saddest part is, we had just got through the kitten stage
JT: and now I have to start all over again
JT: true story
“A friend”: they should all be run over
JT: bleh
JT: now the saddest story
JT: about cats
JT: that I have
JT: is about Claude
“A friend”: please
JT: he was one of my favs
“A friend”: I feel for you
JT: he disappeared one day
“A friend”: but spare me?

Home for Christmas

Joined by Uniqueness

These delicate twins caught my eye (thanks to B and E) and it once again struck me that even the most unique creations can be joined by their like elements.

I Should've Been There For Him

News Flash...

A roundabout is NOT a 4-way stop !

Two Weeks Ago

Fingers brushed the inside
Of my elbow
In mid-turn, my smile
Drained away
There was no pitter
Patter, or fluttering
Butterflies
Glances could not find
The feelings tucked
Closer than a pocket
Watch
Like a hornet’s nest disturbed
Memories swarmed, and
Stung
You, are he, who is,
No more, my
Husband

Think Twice

Pickles are Green (Kids Say the Darndest Things)

Roses are red
Pickles are green
I love your legs
And what's in between
I like your style
I like your class
But most of all
I like your ass

Scenic Salt Lake...

Brighter Than Sunshine

I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore

What a feeling
Tied up in ancient history
I didnt believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me

What a feeling
What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine and it's brighter than sunshine

Aqualung/ Still Life

I Listen

I think,
Of you, when I sleep.
I wait,
For my eyes to close.
I see
You, in the still dark warmth.
I hear
Your whispers, in my heart.

And then,
The listening begins.

Thought for the Day...

I am not my job title.

Unexpected Wisdom #5

"I want to be able to fly... Why would I want to be stuck with a husband who looks at me and says... 'That's not logical ! ' "

A Reminder

In my darkest hours when my mind is filled with thoughts of impossible dreams, unconquerable fears, and longings of my heart, this comes to mind:

Delight yourself also in Him, and He will give you the desires and secret petitions of your heart.

It is a reminder that all the fretting, the wanting, the planning are of little consequence if I ignore the one Person who knows me inside and out, who desires good for me like no one else ever will, who loves me truly.

It is a reminder that I need not exhaust myself with the fretting, the wanting, the planning, and that all things work together for the good of those who love Him.

It is a reminder that there is a place for relief, and rest.

The only requirement is love.

From My Journal-- January 14, 1994

"He showed me a piece of sheet metal that he shot with his .22.
He's so proud of those guns. (smiley face)
(Yes, he's been shooting in the house again).
He's so cute."




WTF !!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Some days I wish I could travel back in time, run into my young self, and slap some sense into her ! !

Fancy Flushing ?!

As we Americans become more and more obsessed with instant gratification and work that isn't work, the demand for instantly useable and disposable products has increased. Consider the case of the disposable toilet brush.

I was first incredulous, and then tickled to see the cleaning supply industry race to create the best one time use toilet brush. I was, in my younger days, a maid. And we were trained to clean the old fashioned way using netiher mop nor toilet brush. EVERYTHING had to be done BY HAND including floors and toilets. (You wouldn’t believe what I’ve seen) Now, I realize that this is hard core approach, and even I cheat and use a mop now and then, but I never thought the disposable toilet brush would take off!

Much to my surprise however, many people have indeed abandoned rubber gloves and reusable toilet brushes/sponges to purchase this wonderful new invention despite higher cost, increased waste production, and potential damage to the plumbing! (Though I’ve heard that people are not having this problem)

I was even more surprised to learn that some of my compatriots have also resorted to the disposable brush. Now I understand this when cleaning other people’s homes, but your own? As for the nasty brush, there is no worry about storing them if you don’t use them.

Why people are so afraid of cleaning their own toilets, I’ll never know.

Those Crazy Neighbors...

How I Wonder What You Are...

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
She could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

All sparks may burn out in the end
But there is a long time
Between now and then

The lights are turned on

My Daughter's Favorite Riddle

How could you be born in 1985 and still only be ten years old?

Friday Night

Hanging out with these guys, these guys, and THESE GUYS tonight.