Walk With Me

Hand outstretched. He asked. “Walk with me?”
Follow where I lead. Taking his hand,
I follow. Arm pulled and tugged. Up rugged hills.
Down narrow paths. To a wide open field. We’re he
giggles with delight. The sun is warm. The air clean.
Movement catches our eyes. We turn, as one, frozen in time. Silently searching. What was that? Looking.
Looking. ‘Oh! There it is!’ Laughing quietly. We watch the small bird flit around the log. Dancing, in his search for bugs. Silently nodding we walk back. Slowly. Taking a new path. Your hand small in mine. Walk with me, forever, in this life.

To my children who always insist I walk with them to share the magic of their worlds. May we always find moments to walk together.

Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie

The Wizard

With a snap of his fingers,
A flick of his wrist,
He created a million dollars.
It appeared in a mist.

Eyes wide, mouths a gap,
We sat there not breathing,
Or thinking. Marveling how?

Then with a nod,
He said, "Go on, now."

Dispersing to the streets.
We snapped our fingers.
We flicked our wrists,
But nothing appeared.
Not even mist.

Years passed.
As they do.
We learned and thought.
Grew and grew.

Passing the town square one day.
We saw the wizard
In full display!

He snapped his fingers.
Flicked his wrist.
Created diamonds out of mist!

Looking at him with skeptical eyes,
We walked over, to talk to him.
Ask why he would trick these men.

'A trick?' He laughed.
'Tis not.

A trick implies what you saw was a lie.'

We tried it ourselves.
It did not work.

'Did you think it would?'

'Well, no!'

'Then that's why.'

Eyes open, mouths wide,
Why, oh why, did we even try?

He must be playing another trick,
A mind game, that is.

'Belief is a must.' He said.

'Use your mind to believe
And worlds you will create.
These diamonds are small compared
To what you can change.
If you believe,
It all falls into place.'

Spectacular

Trying hard to decorate.
He stubbed a toe.
He tangled his mate.
It all looked as if he fought a foe.

Almost falling off the roof.
Skidding down the ladder, too.
Festive is hard work. He's proof.
Now where is his shoe?

Untangled, almost done.
It is coming together.
Although it did not look fun.
They laughed a lot. Enjoyed the weather.

Now to wait until dark.
For a holiday display that will be magical.
Something to cause the dog to bark.
A display that is spectacular!

Love and blessings readers. 💕 Carrie

Joyously Chasing Rainbows

The storm was moving in. The sun was shining at the moment, but the clouds beyond were dark, almost black. She knew this would be a good storm for rainbows afterward. She only needed to wait out the storm.

The house was full of laughter as they waited for the storm to end. Waiting patiently to see if it would end in time to get outside before bed. It looked promising. The sky in the distance showed blue. The sun was starting to peek out.

Let’s start looking for the rainbows! I see sun. There could be a rainbow!

And there was…

It quickly became two rainbows. Changed again to one. Then disappeared to reappear in a different spot. Even more glorious then the one before!

Her heart filled with wonder at the quickly changing sky. Watching as the rainbows disappeared completely. Replaced by the sun and blue skies. As if the storm did not happen.

Based on a true story.

May your days be full of wonder, joy, and blessings.

Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie

Holding Her Own

She stood on the thin bar. Arms outstretched. Looking. Concentrating. Keeping her balance. One foot moved rhythmically in front of the other. The smile on her face, pinched a little in concentration, was wide. Her arms fluidly stretched straight out, held up, her body looked like a T. Legs, fluidly moved her across the thin bar. Like water over rock. Smooth flowing. Breath in the audience was held. It was the closing moment. The execution was now.

A leap.

Flipping fluidly through the air. Time and space suspend. Landing firmly, with two feet together, knees slightly bent. Smile wide! Wide enough to break. Perfect landing.

The roar of applause.

The announcement. The winner.

The moment were all the work, training, and dedication. Early hours. Late nights. Heat and ice. Melt away.

For it all pays. She made it.

As she knew she would.

The Nugget

It all started with a tiny little nugget, or maybe it was a seed. A small nuggling. A little dream. It started; yes, it did.

Then it blossomed into more. Blooming, unfolding, deliciously new. Something so small, grew and grew.

Now it is big enough to plant hundreds of seeds. Spreading far and wide for the world to believe.

Remember one thing, it maybe a nugget today, give it some time, nourish it, and soon it will be as large (maybe even bigger) than you could perceive.

Hang onto your dreams.

Love and blessings. 💕 Carrie ©2019