The Road Less Traveled

The Road Not Taken

by Robert Frost

1874-1963

Two roads diverge in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And looked down one as far as I could

And took the other, as just as fair,

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

And having perhaps the better claim,

Though as for that the passing there

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads in a wood diverged and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

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I immediately thought of this poem when I saw this road the other day.  Even though in high school we would never admit that we liked poetry, I have found that it  has served me well.  A lot of wisdom can be conveyed in a few words.

And so, we come to another Holy Door in the Year of Mercy.  This door is at Our Lady or Einsiedeln Archabbey Church at Saint Meinrad Archabbey, Indiana.  The door is designed by Brother Martin Erspamer, OSB 

Wishing all a blessed Holy Year of Mercy.

~~~^j^~~~

Thanks be to God!

Cathy

I'm here to play and invite you to join Mersad at Through My Lens.  Should be fun!

Please visit Judith at Lavender Cottage for Mosaic Monday and share in the beauty offered there.

I think you should take some time to visit Imagin-in-ing.  You're sure to enjoy it!

Spring, Glorious Spring

It Must be Spring

by May Fenn

Hush, can you hear  it?

The rustling in the grass,

Bringing you the welcome news

Soft, can you feel it?

The warm caressing breeze,

Telling you the sticky buds

Are bursting on the trees.

Look, can you see them?

The primrose in the lane, 

Now you must believe it-

Spring is here again.

The Bee

by Emily Dickinson

Like trains of cars on tracks of plush

I hear the level bee:

A jar across the flowers goes,

Their velvet masonry

Withstands until the sweet assault

Their chivalry consumes, 

While he, victorious, tilts away

To vanquish other blooms.

His feet are shod with gauze,

His helmet is of gold;

His breast, a single onyx

With chrysoprase, inlaid.

His labor is a chant,

His idleness a tune;

Oh, for a bee's experience

of clovers and of noon!

Wishing all a glorious week filled with blossoms and bees, and the aromatic fragrances only Spring can supply!

~~~^j^~~~

Thanks be to God

Cathy

Please visit Judith at Lavender Cottage for Mosaic Monday and share in the beauty offered there.

I will also be joining Laura at I Heart Macro to day too.  Why not stop by and enjoy!

Still Spring

It's still Spring. . .

Spring

Spring is life
Spring is hope
So is love and
happiness.
Spring renews.
Without spring,
life is forlorn.
Spring is nostalgia
after bitter storm.
Put spring in your heart 

Archie Greenidge

~~~^j^~~~

Thanks be to God!!!

Cathy
Visit Macro Monday,  too.  Lisa has a wonderful time planned for you.  The pictures all are an inspiration!

Mosaic Monday

Santa's Helpers

The fairies and elves on last Christmas-tide
Decided to open their hearts very wide,
And spend extra time, throughout the whole year,
In helping their grandfather—Santa Claus dear.

"Our fingers are nimble. We'll quickly make toys
Enough to supply all the girls and the boys,
And Santa may watch us to see if it's right,
So all will be ready before Christmas night."

Then bravely they all went to work with a will,
And soon all was quiet in workshop and mill;
For old Santa said, "Enough, and well done,
We've toys enough now to make all kinds of fun."

We thank you, old Santa, and your helpers, too,
For all of the many kind things that you do;
And should you need more help in making your toys,
Just call on your small friends, the girls and the boys.

by M. Nora Boylan

It's been so very busy here at the Keller's that I've not had a chance to visit all my friends in the "neighborhood."  Hoping to be able to spend for time during this glorious season.  Wishing you all the very best!!!  And here's hoping that, you all are bein' the best helpers to Santa you can be.

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Thanks be to God!

Cathy

 The Little Red House and offer words of encouragement to Mary.  Mosaic Monday is postponed this week due to the devastation in the wake of Hurricane Sandy.   Visit Macro Monday,  too.  Lisa has a wonderful time planned for you.  The pictures all are an inspiration!

~Bad Haiku Friday~

Weird Habits

Weird is only weird
When others say that it's so
My habits aren't weird!

I have no habit
That might be unorthodox
Strange or odd I'm not.

Normal is the word
Easy to see that I am
Just Queen of the world!

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!

My sincerest thanks to my sister-in-law, Linda, for sending me this card and to Mary Engelbreit for creating it!  Now, for even more fun please visit Laura at Catholic Teacher's Musings for Bad Haiku Friday and for Haiku My Heart visit here.

Bad Haiku Friday

My Friday just doesn't seem the same if I don't write a Bad Haiku! So here is this Friday's offering.

Peanut butter and
Kids clamoring for sandwich.
On white bread or wheat?

No jelly but jam
Can bring smiles to their faces
With a glass of milk.

If you have the chance stop by Catholic Teacher's Musings and join in the fun. Laura is a gracious host!Wishing all a Happy Peanut Butter Sandwich Friday!!!

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!

When I was awakened in th middle of the night because I couldn't find my feet, this poem came to mind.

Sam's on the bed
Duchess is on the floor
The breeze is blowing
Cool and fair.

The pitter pat of rain
Can be heard on pane
The cat and the dog
Unconcerned.

Oh, what a wonderful life! Wishing you all a grand day!

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!

Bad Haiku Friday

Autumnal Season approaches
The artist palate revealed
Creator at work.

Saint Mary-of-the-Wood College
October, 2008

I love Fridays for a number of reasons. One reason is Catholic Teacher's Musings "Bad Haiku Friday." When I awaken I am immediately challenged to think! This is GOOD! I need to get those "little gray cells" energized! Please visit Laura and contribute to her "special day!"

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Thanks be to God!

Road to Providence

As I have journeyed this Road to Providence these last months I learned early on that one can define oneself, if she so desires, in poetry. I learned from reading and practice that one can pray, reflect and learn in the poetic form, Cinquain.

The term "CINQUAIN" (pronounced SING-cane, the plural is "cinquains") as applied by modern poets most correctly refers to a form invented by the American poet Adelaide Crapsey ( William Soutar,the Scots poet,was also a prolific writer thereof). The first examples of hers were published in 1915 in The Complete Poems, roughly a year after her death. Her cinquain form was inspired by Japanese haiku and Tanka (a form of Waka).

Wikipedia

I personally enjoy this form. And I thank Laura at Catholic Teacher Musings had no idea what an influence she would be on me when she started Bad Haiku Friday! Since then I have found a lot of solace in writing poetry.

My offering today is this:

Cinquain on Providence

Gifted
Loving destiny
Omnipotence of God
Journey

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!

Bad Haiku Friday

It's Friday it's TRUE!
I'm glad this week is tha-rough
Grand weekend to all!!!

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!

Bad Haiku Friday

mush (365/72)
Originally uploaded by Jordan Kiley

Bad Haiku Friday
I tried to write one today
But the brain is mush.


~~^j^~~
There's always next Friday.
Thanks be to God!

Visit Laura at Catholic Teacher Musings, the originator.



Picture by Jordan Kiley

Charism

Church of the Immaculate Conception
Saint Mary-of-the-Woods, IN

The lesson this month for discussion was that of charism. As one in the process of discerning the role of becoming an Providence Associate, this was challenging. I had to look inward and identify my gifts/talents. Then, too, I had to acknowledge them. This process involved writing cinquain poetry. I found I like it. I, too, have to acknowledge that Laura at Catholic Teacher's Musings primed me for this by challenging me to write Haiku. Today I share with you this cinquain.

Charism
Creator's gift
Cherished treasure untold
Accepted with true gratitude
Fruitfulness

Have a grand day!!!!

~~~^j^~~~
Thanks be to God!