Of friends and flowers

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What a delightful feeling it is, and how heartwarming! Yes, getting together with friends.

Whether the friends are from school or college, or even newly-made friends, time spent with them is so precious!

Having a cup of tea or coffee whilst chatting with them is simply lovely…and relaxing.

Ah, friends – even the blogger chums – I value them tremendously.

Each friend has a story to tell…

Their tales are woven in the rich tapestry of life. They are the sunshine that appears after stormy weather.

They are the comforting balm to heal our troubles.

They are the warm hug that says, “You’re going to be all right.”

They are the giggles after a tempest.

Their gentle touch is like magic, fairy dust sprinkled upon us.

They console us by telling us, wisely, that: “It’s water under the bridge, so stop worrying!”

They are the wink that tells us that a secret has just been shared…

Even my blogger friends add charm to the beautiful life.

They are across oceans and miles apart, but contact with them adds glitter and sparkle.

What diversity.. I love reading their various posts – especially when chocolate is involved!

Cheers for the friends I have. I truly value their presence in my life.

I embrace their vitality, wisdom and reassurance, together with the fun and laughter… Yes, I certainly do!

As someone once said: “Friends are flowers in the Garden of Life.”

God bless!

PS. Right, now kindly excuse me, I must skedaddle back to my coffee and chit-chat. Only the heavens know what all ‘gossie-wossie‘  vital information I have missed! ;)

 

Maloquacious © 2014

 

Stop and smell the flowers

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“When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else. Most people in the city rush around so, they have no time to look at a flower. I want them to see it whether they want to or not.”  ~ Georgia O’Keeffe

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I spent my childhood in England. Lovely memories! Vivid is the memory of the floral beauty there—daffodil, bluebell, chrysanthemum, sweet pea, geranium, foxglove, hydrangea, carnation, to name just a few. Happily, I can still picture the garden.

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It’s a warm, sunny day. The flowers are flourishing. Bumblebees buzz among the petals and beautiful butterflies flit from bloom to bloom. Enhancing this delightful experience further, is the sweet fragrance of the different flowers.

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But, alas, so many of us are forever dashing here and there, in a perpetual frenzy to reach our destinations that we don’t stop to take in the floral beauty that surrounds us. Carrying brollies and bags, we even fail to notice the gentle breeze which transports the sweet scent everywhere.

If we could just pause, a little while to relax. Take note of the splendid greenery…the flowers…trees and the verdant grass. Then inhale. Exhale. What a different (and better) person we would be! We would be more appreciative of God’s wonderful blessings. And, truly grateful to Him for His miracles.

Knowing how much I love flowers (doesn’t everyone?), my beloved friends from all over the world shared with me photos of  their gorgeous gardens. Bless ‘em, the dear souls!

Now, through my blog , I am sharing a few of the photos.

Enjoy!

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Remember to also, think of happy, positive thoughts. Focus on your breathing. Inhale. Exhale. All the while, smiling. God bless!

 

 

Maloquacious © 2014

 

 

 

I shall pass this way but once

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“I shall pass this way but once; any good that I can do or any kindness I can show to any human being; let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.”
ETIENNE DE GRELLET

I deeply adore this quote but it makes me sad. It is poignant. I feel a little apprehensive. And I wonder. Wonder about…

..did I really do my best?

..was I truthful in my endeavours?

..was I a genuine friend?

..was I sincere in my intentions?

..did I honestly help the needy?

..was I compassionate to the poor?

..did I play my part in assisting the less fortunate?

..was I a good, caring sibling?

..was I a dutiful daughter, and a devoted mother?

..was I gentle and tolerant towards my old parents?

..did I step softly with humbleness on the earth?

..did I truly shun pride and arrogance?

..was I grateful, with all my heart, for His each and every blessing?

..did I remember Him daily?

..was His remembrance forever etched in my heart, mind, body and soul?

Seconds tick by. I pause to reflect. And I wonder..

…. Did I really do my best? My utmost best?
…. Did I embrace His teachings correctly?

…. But only at the end of my journey, will I come to know.

Therefore..

I beg You, guide me in Your way,

My head is bowed, my eyes flow with tears,

I implore Your help! To You, I earnestly plead!

Empower me with Your love, and eradicate my fears.

Amen.

Maloquacious © 2014

O Willow Tree Weep NOT For Me

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Weep not for me, O Willow Tree, ‘tis you I do implore,

Weep for those unblessed world regions, where humanity is no more.

Where, in senseless wars, horrifically, brothers execute brothers,

And elsewhere, yes, unbelievably, crazed brothers slay their sisters.

Where, also, so ashamedly, there is no tolerance, no patience, no compassion,

Only pride, arrogance, sanctimony, hypocrisy – Oh, Sanity, what happened to loving passion?

Families, countless, shattered; their dwellings, annihilated,

Womenfolk savagely tortured, battered and violated.

Weep on, O Willow Tree, for those innocent babes, yet to be born,

What? Aghast! Is the ‘Charter of  Human Rights’, all ripped and torn?

Sense the anguish, O Willow Tree, of screeching wails and deafening shrieks,

Note the poverty, the helplessness, the filth and dreaded disease.

O Willow Tree, you bow and weep, while the feeble try to sleep,

With depressed, rugged faces, their spirits scarred so deep.

Young and old alike, all crave a warm, safe embrace; a gentle, kindly smile,

Peace is what they pine for; security, utmost, they yearn for – Oh, Mercy, do end this tormenting trial!

Hence, once again, I do implore thee…

O Willow Tree, weep NOT for me.

Just look at the world – its chaos, turmoil, havoc and cruelty,

O Willow Tree, can’t you see? The world – itself – it weeps for me and thee.

 

Maloquacious © 2014

 

The name of the game – ‘Slice and Dice’

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Okay, folks, a couple of weeks back, I had a most interesting weekend. And I thought I would share it with you…..

Sunday sees me wake up at the usual time…..at the crack of dawn, 12 noon to be exact. No. I tell a lie.

As I take a sip of my morning cuppa, my cell phone rings. I answer it. It is my bestie. To protect her identity let us call her ‘George Clooney’. Oops! So ‘my bestie’ she is not. No. I tell another lie.

“Hey there, Mal, I just woke up (yeah, yeah, as they say ‘birds of a feather…’) and I thought we’d go watch a movie. Something interesting, an adventure with action, you know the usual blah-blah-blah, Mal. So see you soon.”

I say, “Fine,” as I take a delicate bite of the buttered croissant, “and I’ll be ready as soon as you are, Clooney darling!”

We hang up.

As predicted, she “soon” arrives, on the dot – after two hours. *eye roll*

Driving towards the cinema, she tells me about the movie she’s selected. “Oh, you’ll deffo like this one, Mal, I read that it’s a thriller and keeps one riveted to their seat!” GC enlightens me, her eyes shining bright with excitement.

This time we are to see ‘her’ movie because last time we watched my choice. Needless to say, ’twas a really bad choice. I concluded it was: “Horrible!” whilst dear Clooney declared, very kindly (yeah, at times, she can be quite nice), “Nah, it wasn’t that bad, Mal, the cinematography was brill!”

So, after purchasing two big small bags of caramel popcorn, drinks water and nachos, we ease ourselves into the nice and comfy seats.

Lights dim, darkness reigns and the movie begins.

Movie begins, darkness reigns and the lights dim.

Yes, my dear friends, the whole movie consisted of dark, drab, very dimly lit scenes. …And raging emotions…insane violence…gore…blood…sweat and stink…guns and knives…blood and gore. Plenty of it. Please note – Plenty as in muchas and muchas. Oh, yes, and severed limbs. …do you get the picture? What?? Fainted?! *shock*

Most of the time, naturally, I keep my eyes focused on the floor. I just cannot bear to see the senseless carnage shown and cannot even stomach the blood-curdling screams that resound in the darkness, all projected from the big screen.

In addition, I observe that I am not the only one to react this way. I take a surreptitious look at GC. Her mouth is agape; eyebrows touching the lofty heavens and eyes, all teary. Her right hand, in a mid-air pose, with fingers clasping sticky popcorn bits. The left hand covers her mouth, as if stifling the scream. (Yeah, eat your heart out, Edvard Munch).

To make matters worse, the ending of the movie (methinks, it’s utterly inconclusive) is left hanging, high up in the exosphere….somewhere way,way above everyone’s heads. Bewilderment. Disbelief. What a rotten anticlimax! *grimace*

We hear the lady in front of us inform her partner, “Oh my God, if it ends here, I’ll kill myself!”

Clooney and I quickly dash out. We both cannot endure another killing.

Clooney avoids eye contact. Stern-faced and in silence, and after a quick scan of the backseat (empty, phew), we sit in the car, lock the doors firmly and drive home.

Yes, GC had wanted to watch an adventure movie – that she certainly did. And I did too. Sigh. We were totally gob-smacked by the sheer scale of the morbid imagination. Awfully disgusted we were (and, also, a wee bit depressed).

Then and there, we decided to meditate…inhale, exhale and some happy thoughts later, felt a whole lot better – and, of course, all prepared (and energised) to face our next movie adventure experience.

Name of the movie? According to moi, the title should have been ‘Slice and Dice’ because that was the name of the game so brutally and graphically shown.. Stop! *Mal, think PEACE* …Breathe.

PS. To play safe, we now both check under beds.

 

 

Maloquacious © 2014

YOU are a different flower from the same garden

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Beauty is all around us. It envelops our very being. Feel the love in your heart. And, smile.

Yes, be happy with yourself. Endeavour to be the best YOU that you can possibly be. Hold your head up high. You are beautiful. In fact, YOU are beauty.

Always be confident. And know that YOU are a child of the Universe. You have a right to be here. The qualities you have are yours, uniquely yours. The talent you possess is yours, only yours. Take pride in them.

Walk tall. Be humble, for He has created you different from the rest. You are the pretty flower put on Earth to bloom and shine. Your traits are solely – and soully (pun intended) –  yours. Yes, yours alone. You are the original, not a duplicate. Feel the splendour of your whole being. Breathe. Embrace this knowledge. Reflect.

Yes, you are competent. Capable in ways you never imagined. You have the power. Just have Faith, and know that He has blessed you. Blessed YOU to be a good human being. Endowed you He has, with solutions to all your problems. Just be patient. Trust in His timing. As, without a doubt, His timing is perfect.

Be at peace with yourself. You are one of a kind. There is beauty inside you. That inner light radiates a pure brightness on everyone you meet. Goodness attracts goodness. Be gentle, kind and compassionate. This is how He wishes each one of us to be. The soul soars with delight…the heart sings. His Gifts are precious. Receive. Accept. And, be grateful.

Indeed, YOU are a treasure, more valuable than any gem that exists. Be proud of yourself. The Lord loves you best. Yes, you are like a pretty flower. Fragrance surrounds you. YOU are beauty…oh yes, you are!

 

Maloquacious © 2014

 

There’s No Business Like Snow Business

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Yes. Indeed. There’s no business like snow business….

There’s no business like snow business like no business I know
Everything about it is freezing, everything that woollies will allow
Nowhere could you get that icy feeling when you are feeling that extra snow

There’s no people like snow people, they grimace when they are low
Even with a snowman that you know will melt, you will be stranded out in the cold
You would exchange it for a sack of sunshine, let’s NOT go on with the snow

There’s no business like snow business and I tell you it’s so
Travelling through the country is so killing, standing outside on snowy nights
Frowning as you watch the garden, and there’s your car nowhere in sight

Yesterday they told you that Spring is near, that night it snowed and there you are
Next day on your sleigh they’ve hung a snowball, let’s not go on with the snow!!

Recited to the tune of ‘There’s No Business Like Show Business’ by Irving Berlin.

And so the snow continues… Brr!

 

 

Maloquacious © 2014

Down By The River

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I’m sailing down the river

Delightful, yes I know…

The sun is shining brightly

And the gentle wind does blow.

My hair is all awry

Defiant curls tousle all about…

Methinks they protest, just a wee

But heck, those cares I toss straight out!

For I am to enjoy this sunny day

To smile away the frowns…

As today, I wish to think of Peace

And not, of my ups and downs.

I see the trees on either side

Green, lush, so full of life…

Swaying slowly, gently bowing

Thanking Him for giving life.

The sky is blue, light and clear

No dark clouds, no tempest seen…

Embrace the pleasures of this fine day

Its beauty… Ah, the splendour so serene!

The ripples on the river

Artistically, bob here and there…

As the boat sails on by slowly

Happily, bearing its precious ware.

Excited faces all around me

Grinning, from ear to ear…

Like me, they too, decided

To toss away their fears.

Today, we are grateful, most thankful,

“Oh, yes!”  we loudly say…

We thank You, Lord, with all our heart

For the blessing of this day!

Maloquacious © 2014

Sparkle in the new year – 2014!

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What a lovely start to the new year! Happy thoughts of health, joy and compassion. I am so grateful to welcome in another year to help me fulfil my oh-so many hopes, dreams and aspirations. Thank You!

Indeed, yes, a wonderful way to kick in 2014… Sparkle!

As we celebrate, let us remember family, friends, strangers, children, babies – all citizens of the world, no matter where they reside, regardless of race, colour and creed. Extend a warm, loving handshake of peace and kindness. For we are all God’s children.

Send a prayer out to those who are battling inner demons…may they feel the calmness they so long for.

…strength for those struggling with health issues…may they find comfort and ease.

…courage for youngsters that are troubled by peer pressure…may they gain the confidence to stand tall.

Amen.

Here, I would like to include my special thoughts, sent out to everyone…

May God embrace you with His love and mercy.

May you enjoy good health and success

May happiness be yours

May your dreams be realised

And your hopes and wishes too.

May His light shine upon your home,

And keep you, your loved ones safe.

‘Tis the time for reconciliation

A warm embrace, forgiveness too.

Treasure old acquaintances,

Welcome new friends.

Cherish memories of the past!

Enjoy new experiences.

Have fun and celebrate.

Life is like a tapestry of magnificence..

That is interwoven with precious family and friends.

Allow compassion for everyone, young and old alike

Be strong in sorrow and steadfast in trials,

Let not setbacks discourage, but rather stir up fierce determination.

Value health, it’s His greatest gift.

Breathe the air and be thankful

Thankful for the sense of sight, smell, taste, touch

And listen to the sound of the Joy of Life!

Accept bright challenges,

Welcome new responsibilities.

Dare to be remarkable

Dare to be positive

And, above all, dare to be good!

May this year be your best one! Thank you for being a part of my life. Peace. God bless.

Maloquacious © 2014