Splendid May!

Flowers 5-20The fresh beauty of splendid May,
Soft pastels make us sigh and say,

It’s here at last! We deeply breathe,
Palms upturned; ready to receive.

Long strolls in the welcoming sun,
Frolicking, smiling. So much fun!

Lynn M.                                         May 2, 2020

Fair-Weather Friends

FriendsAccording to the dictionary, a fair -weather friend is a person who stops being a friend in times of difficulty.

Difficulties come but difficulties always go. That is a promise that we can stand on if we are able to hold on and hold out. But sometimes, the storms may last longer and come down on our heads with a force that feels unbearable to us all.

However, if we rock steady, we will weather it if we are grounded in our faith. Deep adverse circumstances will make us latch on to something strong and well-rooted like the strength of a ship’s anchor.

During these times, we may feel exhausted and our bank of friends may deplete itself as well. They might simply leave or abandon us, go far away or call less frequently. Or they may behave like the Cheshire cat that vanishes slowly while still wearing a smile.

Those can easily be defined as fair-weather friends or as one elder-mentor called them- half-assed friends. He was blunt and a tad profane, but his description perfectly matched the one from the dictionary.

Those types of friends may be harder to contact during a crisis, but over time we will find that we can lean on our sure and steady rock of faith. It is always right there, waiting for our recognition. It will never leave us just as the sun still shines behind the clouds. We cannot see it, but it sees us.

When the sun does reveal itself again, we will see more clearly. We will understand that gaudy things, puffed-up egos and metallic nothings can all evaporate in the twinkling of an eye.  We will not only see the light, but we will walk in the light.

Once those fair-weather friends see that new glow, they might start crawling out of the woodwork from obscurity.  If we see them coming, we can just smile and say, “Hey there.” And after we have briefly fellow-shipped and parted ways, we can bravely head  in our new directions with a quiet knowing and a remembrance.

Lynn M.                                                  April 25, 2020

Tossed to and Fro’


As we daily grieve our losses,
And life continues to toss us,

We are being made to look up,
In the morning, noon and at sup.

We plead for mercy from above,
Watch for the flight of a small dove.

Offering us glimmers of hope,
So we can breathe and stop the mope.

And know the Master has a plan,
In His time, He will heal the land.

Lynn M.                                                                     April 18, 2020

( In honor of National Poetry Month)

The Storm is Passing Over!

INS594ThisTooShallPass-ConvertedThe Storm is Passing Over is the title of a memorable spiritual song that fits these times during the pandemic that is sweeping our world. We must remember that there is nothing new under the sun and others have survived times like these in the past. But, obviously, the storm did indeed pass over because we only know about other plagues from the history books.

I had a two-fold dream and as in days of old, dreams still serve to guide, warn and inform us. I woke up surrounded by others out in the park. People were ecstatic as they bended their knees, exercised, jumped and played on the grass. It was like a scene out of The Wiz after the people had been freed from their years of darkness and captivity. They came to life both renewed and changed as the light poured in!

To many, the stay-at-home order has felt like a form of imprisonment. Many are trying to stay focused as cabin fever sets in and the walls seem to close in on us. We are reminded of our limitations and powerlessness. We wonder if we will ever enjoy the sun again. A woman on tv recently said, “When this is over, we won’t take anything for granted again. We will not take our city for granted again,” she added as she reflected on the city’s normally vibrant life which has come to a temporary standstill.

In the other part of my dream, I woke up and found that my students were stilling there patiently waiting for me to give them instructions. I wondered if they had seen me dozing off, but I checked the clock, directed them to put up their iPads and told them to get ready for recess. This was a sure indicator that things would return to normal again, but we must wait.

We will live again, and I believe that we will come out of this dark period as better and more improved beings. We will remember to check on our loved ones, be kinder to our neighbors and colleagues, say gentler things to one another and live as we were taught as small children.

We will emerge from underneath this heavy fog being more mindful, more spiritual and more cognizant in our daily dealings with each other. We will thank our Creator for another opportunity to live and see another tomorrow. As we stream forward, we can softly hum a tune like, “It is well in my soul.”

Lynn M.                                                                April 11, 2020

Holding On!

HopeIn these times of quarantine, fear and loss of life, we must not lose hope. We must do what we can to find some semblance of everyday normalcy amid drastic and sudden changes.

Though we are shaken by the shock waves of constant unknowns, we must seek ways to hold on. Like Aretha Franklin, we can try to ‘Rock Steady,’ as we are thrust to and fro by the news reports.

Rather becoming petrified by the onslaught of dire predictions, we must decide how much we can take or even should take of the minute-by-minute updates. Then, we can find ways to create our own calm, sane environment. We can limit the viewing of the latest news, escape by looking at old movies or reruns that make us feel lighter or listen to some soothing music.

We can luxuriate ourselves with enhanced self-care and simply stop trying to fix things that are out of our control. It’s simple- we cannot. So, we can lean on some good encouraging quotes, verses, hymns, songs and if possible, read a good book.

When it is all said and done, Max Erhmann ‘s Desiderata says it best, “…in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Strive to be happy.”

Lynn M.                                                                               April 4, 2020


Where is Your Faith?

Calm sea

We must calmly advance ahead,
Using mindful steps in full stead.

Raging waters rock to and fro,
We must become still and just know.

Events will set themselves aright,
If we do not give in to fright.

The Master has an unknown plan,
Has us wondering if He can.

Remember us in times like these,
Trust. In His time, he will appease.

Lynn M.                                                March 21, 2020

New Directions!


During these trying times of forced self-quarantines, it is a perfect time to become still. It is a proverbial, perfect storm. Many of us are unable to turn down the noise, mute our devises or come to our senses after being overly indulged daily.

Every waking hour requires some type of hype and outer stimulation. The amped-up voices, yelling, screaming and even on-line trolling of people we have never met have become the new normal for many.

But now, the corona virus has brought us to a screeching halt. We are being made to take a break and pause as we realize that we are not the center of the universe. We do not make the world go around. Each of us is quite dispensable and if we do not wake up tomorrow, the dawn will still roll in, the sun will still rise, and the earth will continue to rotate on its axis.

Once we realize that, this is a good time to slow down or even come to a complete halt. After the shock of the swift changes wears off, we can return to our senses, emerge from the fog and see with greater clarity.

We are being given another chance to reassess our values and possibly change our paths going forward. For all we know, when things get back to normal, we may have crossed over into a new precipice. Our perspectives may be changed, and we may approach life in a different way.

The future is uncertain, but one thing is certain. We still have life so there is something or things that we are to do while here. We should get quiet, listen closely for guidance and return to some of the basics that have worked for eons. In calm, quiet trust, we will come through this phase with a more revered sense of direction.

Lynn M.                                                                       March 14, 2020


Alleluia- sheet musicOld thoughts, old remembrances flee from us like the barren winter days. We give them no power nor energy, so they have no room for growth spurts.

We now open the windows and allow the spring freshness to blow into our nostrils. It fills our lungs, our rooms and our sacred spaces with the newness of life.

As the birds have returned from the sunny south to serenade our mornings, we too lift our heads with voices of song. We have come this far by faith.

Our faith has sustained us, kept us and continually blessed us. It has been a shelter, an umbrella that has assisted us in weathering the sudden and predicted storms. It has watched over us as we stayed on our paths.

New thoughts, new cycles, new levels, new altitudes. New friends, new acquaintances, new joys, new insights and new hope surround us.

Yes, we exhale deeply and whisper, “Alleluia!”

Lynn M.                                                                                     March 7, 2020

March Rolls In!

Shamrock shuffles and frilly ruffles!


Both connote the month of March,
Wearing clothes that need that starch!

Spring peaks its hidden head out,
Birds are chirping all about.

Announcing the warmth of days,
Waking from that sleepy haze.

Of winter’s cold, barren gloom,
March rolls in with a soft boom!

Lynn M.                                                                    March 1, 2020

Black Quilt Pieces

OIP[7]We educators attempt to tell our young people about African American contributions that are deeply woven into the American quilt. It is Black History Month, which years ago was only a weeklong. Sometimes, we hit the mark and at other times we do not because there is so much to absorb in such a short time.

However, when it is all said and done, they will be left with some snippets of new information. When they hear certain names or events many years hence, they can think, “Oh, yeah. I heard about that person or I learned about that event.”

If they are astute and curious students, they will take it upon themselves to delve deeper. They will explore. Research. Look up more facts. They will weigh the odds as they look on both sides of the coin. They will compare the opposing points of view. Eventually, they will come to a consensus after deciding what they perceive as the truth of the matter.

And, if they do that at some future point in their lives, then we as educators have succeeded in doing our jobs. We can only tilt the ball towards them by introducing a list of great achievers. It will be up to them to slam duck the ball through the hoop by gathering more data and greater understanding.

Lynn M.                                                                                     February 22, 2020

Happy Black History Month!