Have you ever felt lost in the midst of reality struggling to cross over mind, heart and soul to a new time and place while a part of your life's vanished fast - without trace. One day I was there, today somewhere else. Am I who I was there or that self will I shelve while I sort out next steps; fresh starts sometimes mean that a former self flickers - is lost in between these two lives that I live and each one not the same from what this world's like now and the way it had been. So I float … [Read more...] about Floating Between
McCarthy Musings
Run Faster
Run faster. Run farther.Don't worry if you'll falter.We're running beside youyour journey - ours also.Swing widely. Aim higher.Your courage inspires.Don't let life persuade youto dampen your fire.For in that small body,lay something much biggera hope less affecteda dream with such vigour.Don't learn to grow quiet.We need your intention.The good in this worldnot all from convention.You bring something lovelyyou have something useful.Don't lose your excitement.God's plan for you - fruitful.We'll … [Read more...] about Run Faster
Who Am I?
Mom, Mom, MOM! They called. They yelled. They cried. The anthem of the season. Decades amassing, wisdom growing, ears opening. Mom, guess what? Mom, I have something to tell you. Mom, I just don't understand. And then the silence. The quiet. The inviting empty space that waits to be filled with love, with reassurance, with hope - with meaning. Each vocal cry, each poignant pause reflecting the deeper question if only you listen closely. Who am I? What do I have to offer? Why do I matter? Find … [Read more...] about Who Am I?
Come to Me
You called me to your room & asked me for my presence.Why so long, you asked.Why didn't you come right away?Were you ever coming? Why the unending delay?I lay there beside you, my arm draped over your bodythe weight of my presence soothing, calming -a lullaby without words.I looked into your eyes and began to weep.How could you need me so deeply?How could I be of such comfort?How could i calm your heart when mine is so lost?The weight of responsibilityin my mind, the thoughts tossed.Our … [Read more...] about Come to Me
Passions and Poetry
“What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.” Walt Whitman Getting to know our kids is one of those adventures that is always full of surprises. In our time here in PNG, I've enjoyed spending lunches once a week with a different one of our kids and having 'dates' with them where we spend time doing something that they love. For some, that means colouring and chatting, for others it means listening to them chat about Minecraft, for … [Read more...] about Passions and Poetry
