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οἶκος is the Greek word from which we get the words “ecology” and “economy.” In the New Testament, the word usually translated as “house” is οἶκος. The oikos is our house and habitation. More…

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Thinking

I went to a career development center once. They gave me the MMPI, a personality index, and the Myers-Briggs where I tested out as INFP – “Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Perceptive.” Once the test was scored, the first thing the tester said was, “How have you gotten through your whole life without thinking?” I said the […]

A Visit from an Angel

I was on my back porch smoking a cigar in a gentle rain and something took shape on the walk below, a white figure just for an instant. I had the stillness to not get defensive and I asked it for a message. I got a rush of the most wonderful energy. My head felt […]

The Evening Meditations

It’s the time when the ghosts come around,and the memories prowl like hungry dogs in the alley.My burning eye turns toward the window.I pull out my cards and stare into the crystal.I listen to all the shades – maybe I shouldn’tbut I can’t stop myself, can’t turn away.I want to hear everything they have to […]

Love is not complicated.

Did you walk throughthe fire for her?Did you hold herlike a sleepy babywhen she cried?Did you give everythingyou had for her.Did you listen to herwhen she talkedand when she didn’t?Did you truly giveher your time? Love isn’t complicated,not hard to figure out. Syd Weedon 8/8/2021

When the Springtime Morning

When the springtime morningbreaks your heart becauseit reminds you of so many others…in the air the mourning dove flutters. The flowers bloom again insanely,glowing with the mad truth,“How could you not know?Everything and you must go.” Something must surely dieso that something can be born.It’s a step along the winding way,a closing of the weary […]

It Feels So Good…

It feels so good whenit stops hurting,and the wounds do heal,sometime somehow.The knives fall awayand the wounds close.You transmute the pain intosome kind of crazy gold,and pour it all outto everybody you run into.This isn’t your first rodeoand you know that mostthings don’t lastand you need to love themwhile they’re here. Syd Weedon5/16/2021

My Flowers Right Now

Click on any frame below to see the full pictures These are the first of my flowers to come on strong this year. I never grow tired of photographing them.

It’s too late…

It’s too late. It’s too late to sayyou’re sorry.It’s too lateto make it up.It’s too late to askfor forgiveness.It’s too late to cry –The night rushes on,and it’s too lateto look back. It’s too late to wonderif it could have been different,a little more fun,or, at least,a little less painful.It’s too late.It’s too late.It’s too […]

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