Essence Day 31

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Fractals of light spread wide

Spacial awareness fried.

Day 31 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Three Day Quote Challenge. Day Two.

My lovely Blog Sister Ritu has hand me the Three Day Quote Challenge.

So, the rules are

1. Thank the person who nominated you…Thank you Ritu.

2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).

3. Nominate three bloggers each day.

My Quote for Day Two.

Another brilliant Musician’s quote.

“I mean some doctor told me I had six months to live and I went to their funeral.”

Keith Richards.

Ritu’s blog is brilliant and if you have not visited it yet I urge you to do so. You can find Ritu at But I Smile anyway.

I am going to nominate Betty Hayes Albright , Robbie and Geoff Lepard

#SoCS March 30/18 Bun.

Today Linda of A Life in Progress has given us the Bun to use for our #SoCs. We can use it in a word or as a word in its own right.

Rules and Pingback Here.

We always had hot cross buns on Good Friday for breakfast. They were always fresh from the oven. I loved them somthered with butter and jam. It was a delicious way to start the day and end our Lenten fast.

We would not have had anything so tasty since our lemon and sugar pancakes 40 days previous on Shrove Tuesday.

Then we went to mass followed by the Stations of the Cross. I am sure we were all there for over three hours! That’s a long time when you are a baby, a toddler, young girl and even teenager.

I do remember it always seemed to go dark around 3pm. That’s the time the Crusifixion was said to have taken place. Whether that was autosuggestion or not I always expect it.

Sunday was mass again and then 🐥🐤🐣 Easter eggs.💜🐰🐇

Well that’s my ramblings I decided to do a Acrostic Nonet about Easter and Hot Cross Buns.

Using the nine lettered word Abundance, well nowadays you can buy an abundance of them all year round.

Abundance.

Always at Easter after Lents done

Bakers prepare the hot cross bun

Uncannily fruity fun

No one can resist them

Don’t fib you love them.

April or March

No matter

Come and

Eat.

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Easter: The Crusifixion.

This is part of a story I am writing about a fallen angel, Sofia who is shunned and punished by the angels and archangels. She must prove herself. At this point in the story she has followed Jesus to Calary where he is cruified. She has a child Nadia with her, she took Nadia under her wing when her mother died.

An Easter Story.

The Crucifixion

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The sky had gone unexpectedly black and there was thunder and lightening ! The woman and the child stood at the foot of the young man’s cross the child shaking with fear the woman talking beseeching as if there was someone else there. One of the Roman soldiers spat and said to no one in particular ” Who is she, she has dragged that child here, two steps behind this ‘King of the Jews ‘ since he left Pilots house.

Sofia was unaware of the weather and her surroundings she was there to support the man, the boy , the babe she had followed every step of his life. Except for his mother she was , of his followers the closest to him ….. and yet so far. The pain that had wrecked her body since that day in the market she now was sharing with the man.

She kept reaching out to touch just his foot but each time she did Gabriel or one of his brothers stepped forward to stab at her hand. She was bleeding from both hands and her shoulder where the angry angels had struck her. She spoke softly to the man asking for his forgiveness and offering to take on all his pain. The man had looked like had weakened once or twice but each time he went to speak to her Gabriel would lash out at her causing more blood to flow.

Suddenly as if awakening from a dream she knelt down to comfort the child. “Don’t worry Nadia , remember he has taught us all that he is going to his father’s house and we too shall join him there.” The child looked into Sofia’s eyes and asked” why are you in so much pain? I don’t understand I am frightened!” Sobbing Nadia buried her head in Sofia’s cloak “why does he not listen to you, why do the others hurt you” Who” asked Sofia shocked “what others” Wiping her eyes Nadia shouted angrily. “Those men in white with swords of fire and white wings and faces of stone when they look at you” “It is a long story I shall tell you all” replied Sofia but not here.

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It was early afternoon in reality but it was still as black as night up on the hill at Calgary Sofia and Nadia still held their vigil the child crying for the man she had come to love who she and Sofia had shadowed faithfully over the last two years since her mother had died and she had found Sofia. Sofia though, her body shuddering in pain , she cried for the world.

A group of women approached them, among them Mary the man’s mother and Mary Magdelin a well known whore who had given up all her hard earned wealth and her work to follow the man. He had, had that effect on lots of people and not only women, just look at his close twelve known as the Apostles. All fishermen from Galilee they had just up and left all to follow the young man.

As the group arrived they embraced Sofia and Nadia. Mary thanked them for staying with her son. “He is still suffering ” said Sofia . As she spoke Mary ( the mother) looking at her that strange feeling of recollection just out of reach. Then as Sofia bent forward to kiss her on the cheek recollections flooded into her head. “Sofia” she cried “it’s you, where have you been” Taking her hand Sofia replied ” I have been either at your side or one step behind you, I never left , you just did not see me.

Sofia Told them that she must take the child away to rest , Mary held on to her hand “please do not leave me again Sofia I need you” Sofia saw Gabriel over Mary’s shoulder his look was like stone but Sofia took her gaze from him and looking into Mary’s face she promised she would stay this time and she meant it!

Leading Nadia away Sofia made her way down the hill, as she passed the lead Centurion she whispered in his ear “Give the order to stab the “King of the Jews in the side”. As they climbed down to the road Sofia heard the voice of the centurion barking out the order.

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If you would like to read Sofia’s journey it is here

Essence Day 30

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Not a bird to be seen

No sound heard, rain makes green?

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It’s not stopped raining all yesterday or today and tomorrow is forcast more of the same.

Day 30 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Three Day Quote Challenge. Day One.

My lovely Blog Sister Ritu has hand me the Three Day Quote Challenge.

So, the rules are

1. Thank the person who nominated you…Thank you Ritu.

2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).

3. Nominate three bloggers each day.

My quote for Day One.

The wonderful and Beautiful Freddie Mercury.

What will I be doing in twenty years’ time? I’ll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?

Ironically true …….

Ritu’s blog is brilliant and if you have not visited it yet I urge you to do so. You can find Ritu at But I Smile anyway.

I am going to nominate Jane Dougherty, Kat Myrman and Judy Martin.

Dream not.

I was on the phone today with an old friend and we were discussing living in the moment. It put me in mind a poem I had written in 2012. I had a look at and decided I needed to rewrite it. If you would like a look at the original it is here.

Dream not

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Dream not of today

That is what the wise men say

Fear not for yesterday it is gone

Taking what you should of done,

Like a thief it made off at a run.

Dream not of today

Waste not your time on dreams

Be quick make fast your schemes.

Reach not too hard into the future

It’s not yet come,

Don’t waste time on things

You can’t know, nor will be done.

Dream not of today

It is not here to stay.

Hold not on to that which cannot last

These things end up in the past

Run your best!

You will fail like the rest.

You can not out run time

It’s part of the plan sublime.

Dream not of today.

Don’t let your life slip away.

Chase each and every chance

Sing, love, be honest and dance.

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#BloggersBash Panel Debate Needs YOU!

Bloggers Bash News.😉😉

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Panel Debate 2018

The Annual Bloggers Bash returns bigger and better than ever on Saturday 19^th May 2018. The venue is booked, and the committee have been busy working behind the scenes to ensure the day is full of fun, learning opportunities, networking, and, of course, the blogtastic award ceremony.

To ensure that you get the most out of your day we are looking for your input. We received incredible feedback about the panel debate at last year’s event so we’ve decided to bring this back.

In order to maximise the time and choose the right panellists to meet your needs we want you to submit questions/topics that can be put forward for debate.

Here are a few suggestions to get your mind ticking:

• Do you want to learn more about Flipboard, StumbleUpon, or another platform?
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One Liner Wednesday on Thursday.

An explanation is needed for this.

I have not been well and have had to visit the Drs twice this week. One my second visit I was given ‘Sledgehammer Medication’ unfortunately I missunderstood the directions. I did not take it correctly.

I spoke to the Dr this afternoon. I explained what I had done and asked would it still work.

Dr’s reply. ” Well it might, or it might not, don’t worry if it doesn’t we can try again next week” ! Well he has covered all bases hasn’t he. 😱😱😱

#1linerWeds

Rules and Pingback at LindaGHill’s Life in Progress’.

Essence Day 29

Pitter patter rain falls

Squish, splatter wiper calls.

Day 29 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

The photo is mine .