Lodestone

I wrap myself in a simple garment of cotton
One that holds in its threads the essence of you
Slipping in and out of my self and my soul
Catching stitches of the past and the present
Gently pulling my heart-strings closer together

Weaving what I once was into who I am now
Tiny healing stitches of you and me
What I am and who you see
Carried in each inhalation
Something both electrifying and benediction

Talisman or lodestone, I can’t be sure
Knowing only that mornings of late
I come awake more fully who I am
More completely my own woman
Wrapped in the scent of a man

~ kei
26 November 2016

With Heartfelt Gratitude

“He is not missing, He is here”

~ Field Marshal Lord Plumer at the unveiling of the Menin Gate Memorial to the Missing 24th July 1927

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I am the first generation in my family that hasn’t served, fought or died for this country…

It’s not a big deal, something that gets talked about alot. Just something I noticed about a decade ago while working on a November 11th project with the kids.

When it comes to mind lately, the thought is even more poignant…

Some of the children who went to school at the same time, who made the construction paper poppies and sang John Lennon’s  “Give Peace A Chance” at the Remembrance Day assembly –  “my kids” – are part of the Canadian Forces currently in Afghanistan.

Boggles the mind. The “War To End All Wars” has come and gone and still, the world fights on.

I doubt that anyone my age truly believes that there’ll be a time when there is no more war. It’s a sad and unfortunate truth that the world has become more violent, the rhetoric more virulent and the willful blindness and stupidity just never changed at all.

My hope for Remembrance Day is that in speaking openly about the human face of war, by celebrating the huge victories for peace and freedom that past generations won and supporting the people who continue fighting for all of us today; we’ll  all remember that the simple, sometimes mundane reality of our everyday lives is actually a gift.

That people just like us, left everything they hold dear, fought, were wounded and died. It crystallizes the concept of one person making a difference and how when all those individuals consolidate their efforts for such an honourable cause, just how much can be achieved.

Look around you Canada, the spirit of Remembrance Day is with us every day.

Great Great Grandpa Carey James Tupper – The Boer War

Great Grandpa Carey Tupper – killed in action 2 June 1916, WWI, Ypres

Great Grandpa Thomas Howell Thomas – wounded in action 1917, WW!, Passchendaele

Great Grandpa James Harris Thorpe – Canadian Merchant Marine WWII, Atlantic Theatre

Great Uncle Bill Thorpe – Canadian Merchant Marine WWII, Atlantic Theatre

Great Auntie Jean – 2nd Lieutenant during World War Two, Commemorative Medal of the Confederation of Canada

Great Uncle Clayton Thorpe – Canadian Armed Forces WWII, Italy, France, Belgium, liberation of Germany

My Dad Earl C. Tupper – Canadian Armed Forces

Grandpa William C. Collins – Canadian Air Force and Corps of Engineers, WWII

Thank you to “My Kids”, Canadian Armed Forces, currently serving in Afghanistan. I won’t call you out here but I better see you soon!

Carey Judson Tupper. Panel 30 & 32

Carey Judson Tupper. Panel 30 & 32

Alone

Winds of change… Cleanse this space.
A reblog of a piece from my first month on WP and a link ~ https://theeclecticpoet.com/2012/05/23/alone/ ~ to the original.

The Eclectic Poet

I saw the path of my future

In the lines of your face

A route that seemed clear

In your palm I could trace

I have lost my compass

In the sands of time

Lost amid the shifting

In a life no longer mine

I’ll let myself be rocked

In the arms of the tornado

To feel something, anything

Until it too, shall let me go

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What I Said

This man has elected to be verbally abusive with me because I disagree with his opinion.

Not only can he not just stand down and respect the fact that this is my blog, my opinion and my choice; he feels the need to make things personal.

I suggest that regardless of your view of the USA elections, you may wish to unfollow a person who feels justified in abusing someone who doesn’t allow their own blog to be used as a political grand stand.

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Oh! And ETA: Still won’t back off with the name calling. There are children with better manners and self-control.

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First words to me, a complete stranger:

“Then she’s an arrogant ignorant as well.”

Nope. Nothing inflammatory there. <heavy irony>

Nos Cyn Calan Gaual 2016

A blessed Samhain to all my friends observing today and this evening.

For all the rest of you Halloweenies, have fun, be safe, give candy to teenagers, say ‘thank you’, smile at your neighbours, look out for little ones and don’t be a spoil sport!

Children deserve all the magic we can muster up for them.

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