Saturday, November 7, 2009

Melancholic seasons, too, shall pass?



The small taste of the sights of NY via the tickertape parade over the internet, spawned heaves of melancholic homesickness. I feel in stable condition this morning from it, though. When I am melancholic, it is as though my mind reaches as far back as it can, as though it could go back into the womb to try to find comfort. I was missing my Daddy's lap and my Mommy's womb. I can't go back there, it is just a symptom of aging and stress. God helped me to know that He is there and "a very present help in the times of trouble". I woke this morning, after a good full night's rest and put on my CD of one of our services and the theme was evidently the Fatherhood of God and I felt as though I was in the lap of the Lord. God is so faithful!
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jackie said...

peace Jayne<
just writeing to say SNAP OUT OF THAT FUNK!!!!!!!!!!
you have your health we all love you ...all your children are well.. dont waste time on the past keep moving forward ...jackie

November 8, 2009 at 5:39 PM
Jayne said...

Hands on hips!--I would if I could. I am trying to snap out of it. Part of the problem was I ran out of my meds. I got them and feel much better now. I am off for a couple of days and that is a second thing. I will take your advice and SNAP out of it.
Thanks:)

November 9, 2009 at 8:44 AM
jackie said...

pleas cause i need you around when i come to visit
go jogging blast fast music and start dancing :) thats what i do when i'm in a funk
love ya
peace jackie
I love the birthday peice too

November 9, 2009 at 6:09 PM
Joanne Bodden said...

Hey Guys
Blue funks are all around. Outside is getting darker and colder and we must battle back the blues. Kamaal had me doing a Paint By Number. Loved that . I also think reading really uplifting stories help too. Anyway God is amazing and we have to call out to Him even tho we know He's got us. I hope the spread a little light :)

November 12, 2009 at 1:38 AM

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Title- The Studious One!

Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.