Day 16: NaPoWriMo: Letter

 

 

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Dear Dad,

It’s the month you were born in and why I have the name I do,

Do you ever think of me? I often think of you.

Black cat, named Blackie, fireplaces and tire swings,

Zip line, candy bars, hitting a house in reverse while you and Mom were arguing,

Expansive stars,

Laughter and acoustic guitars,

Your jean jacket jingled decorated with AA chips,

A soldier of sobriety, your best friend was named Kip,

Kip and Kristine knew karate,

You were well versed in cooking amazing food and human anatomy,

Bags of hamburgers, white rain shampoo,

a single teardrop, your only tattoo.

Exploring an icy cave in the middle of summer,

Getting to play with your neighbor’s gallon load super soaker.

Do you remember the day that I went to work with you?

You gave me butterscotch pudding and an elderly woman braided your long hair in two.

You gave so much love and care to so many,

It’s sad to me, how you couldn’t give yourself any.

For a time, I was scared I would burn out just like you,

Gradually my life revealed that to not be true,

But I will always carry the music and the servant’s heart,

The boundless dreams, reality and the endless stars.

Day One NaPoWriMo: Haibun

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(http://lichtyguitars.com/2011/02/21/the-lichty-hipolito-project/

Do you remember the girl who wanted nothing more than to speak the language of guitars? She stared longingly at their cherry stained faces and silvery coils of strings.

She laughs now because she learned,

Her hands speak guitar,

She is who she dreamed she was.

Lemon

Long before Beyonce’s fabulous album, “Lemonade” which by the way is an amazing collaborative piece of art which has inspired countless other works of art including this:

I was a newlywed, in 2007, with a sign in my kitchen that read “Make Lemonade.” Sometimes when I have moments of clarity I can appreciate that past me was doing my best to make sense of and navigate the bitter and sweet aspects to life. Now as I dig further into aromatherapy I can’t deny that lemon is one of my favorite scents. Pair it with Lavender and C’est Magnifique!

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Dark Citrus Oil Painting by Emily Christoff

A poem that does an amazing job of wrestling with the bitter and sweet:

 

A favorite Lemon song:

I hope this post will uplift and inspire you, as that is how the scent of lemons makes me feel, may you be equipped to:

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Grace, Peace, Star/Sun Light and Love,

Songbird Sparkle: April Barnhart MDiv

Rose

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http://millsmix.com/blog/photos/ron-gladdins-rose-art/

What A Rose Can Say  By: Margie Driver

A rose can say I love you and want you to be mine,
A rose can say I thank you for being so very kind,
A rose can say congratulations, whatever the occasion may be,
A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me,
A rose can say I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you in any way,
A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today,
A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day.
A rose can say farewell when someone goes away,
A rose can say hello, I’m thinking of you today,
There’s just so many wonderful things that a rose can say,
A rose can say goodbye when a love one is laid to rest,
No matter what there is to say, a rose can say it best

Vetiver

Vetiver “Everyday”:

 

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Art: Vetiver Night Women

http://www.briannamccarthy.com/index.php/project/vetiver-night-women-2015-upcoming/

Poem: Aromatics Elixir

Author: Myra Lochner

Subtle sophistication,
yet lavish elegance of choice;
powerful and rare in its non-conformist allure,
perfume deluxe.

Sultry notes of mature summer rose,
mingled with innocent jasmine of spring,
and the rare song of fragrance
from the exquisite rainforests:
the mysterious ylang-ylang,
a six-point star of golden green
from the towering cananga tree;
from the deep, downward roots of fertile vetiver,
veiled in vaporous fixative,
arises the exceptional, delicate scent
of secretive yearning  …

Intriguing Aromatics Elixir —
sensitive sensuality of bouquet,
saturating senses and soul:
a lush, intelligently gentle fragrance
that chooses its carrier by essence.

https://allpoetry.com/poem/4635791-Aromatics-Elixir-by-Myra-Lochner

What I’m reading/watching/playing/listening to

 

Reading:

“God is Disappointed in You” Mark Russell

“Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea” Chelsea Handler

“The Soul of It All” Michael Bolton

“The Counselors: Conversations with 18 Courageous Women Who Have Changed the World” Elizabeth Vrato

“The Five Things We Cannot Change…and the Happiness We Find by Embracing Them” David Richo

Watching:

Bojack Horseman & Jane the Virgin

Listening to:

 

Studying:
Self Study on Aromatherapy (Essential Oils) the right brain version has a binder, the left brain version can be found here: https://songbirdsparkle.wordpress.com/category/aromatherapy-self-study-left-brain-edition/

What are you reading? Watching? Playing and/or Listening to? In what ways is it enriching or draining you?

Grace, Light and Peace,

Wherever your paths do take you,

Songbird Sparkle: April

Patchouli

Patchouli and Terra Guitarra:

Art: http://www.terraguitarra.com/

Bohemia By: Tonya Maria

Traveled to Bohemia last evening,wandered with the wandering.
Swayed to the mood of Dylan, caught a glimpse of heaven.
Miss the melody of the mountains and the scent of patchouli in the air.

 Poem Source: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1008441/bohemia/