Hello WordPressians!

I am alive and thriving; busy and happy.

Gypsy and I are the best of friends now and she makes me smile everyday.

My pen is still as I focus on the other “artsy” things that I do and all that other boring stuff; working, house maintenance, family stuff, my daughter’s wedding…

I hope this message finds all of you happy, healthy and filling bandwidth with beautiful words and thoughts.

Cheers All! ❤

~ kei

12 May 2017

Less Speech Than Speechless

As if words might be too little for everything that this is and everything that you are. Easier to keep it all inside, cherished and nurtured. What it is though, this thing we are making, this phoenix rising, my head wants to give words to everything that’s in my heart and mending my soul. I sit with pen poised and lose myself in the thoughts. Thinking, thinking… kisses, such sweet kisses… like Aurora, I’m awakened, and the kiss is the first, of course it was the first, and also the now and my thoughts are spinning away. Pen forgotten, swept up in memories; I marvel at this, at how Life can in a heartbeat, give you back every cherished thing you thought wasn’t to be, couldn’t be… Puppy love, broken hearts, soul mates, lessons that needed learning, lessons yet to be learned. My self cracks open and the words all spill out, written on to your skin these cursive kisses and copperplate caresses… whispered in your ears and finally exhausted because there will never be enough to make up for those unspoken in that space in between.
Those words left over are limitless “I love you’s” and the rhyme is always your name and if I never wrote anything again except for these… I would be content with this body of work.

~ kei
26 January 2017

Happy New Year 2017!

By now, most of you know how I feel about New Year’s hoopla, resolutions and schmaltz.
~ 2014 and 2015 editions ~

Overall 2016 wasn’t bad, other than the loss of so many wonderful, talented people and many of them still so young. In my own little corner, I spent far less time on the Interwebs, focussing on my expanded family and home, reconnecting with special people (yes, this is for you Rew!), my extended family and working out as much of the residual ‘stuff’ of previous years as possible. Let it never be said that I have baggage – I may have a carry on but I prefer to think of it as a tool kit of experience.

As to resolutions, again this year I won’t. You don’t have to either. Do your best throughout the year, it’s all we can ask of ourselves and each other. Life has enough challenges for us without our feeling obligated to (potentially) overextend.

From my family to yours, much love, and sending you all a wish for health, happiness and prosperity in the coming year.

~ kei
1 January 2017

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Jericho

The marauder withdrew. Occasional flaming arrows or signature attack – a trojan horse variant – were vivid reminders that he enjoyed subjugation as much as decimation.

So it began; a placing of stones. Slowly at first, then rising high and sturdy until a wall – impenetrable, unassailable – surrounded the one treasure that remained unsullied.

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These arms around me, this shoulder for my head
Strong back, long legs that steady as my intentions tumble down
A silent cacophony, rushing madly, lightning and surging

Examining this exultation amidst the rubble, I understand
This kiss that I’d thought was a long ago echo
Has become here and now

My heart’s Jericho

~ keib
18 December 2016

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, WWI, 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