Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all of you lovely Moms! My mom died when I was 8 days old, so I know what it is to do without her. Be grateful if you have a good mom. If she is alive, tell her a lot how you love her and if she has passed, tell her anyway. I know she will hear you. Mother's love never ends

Animal Cruelty

My daughter Holli told me about this vivid dream she had a while back and I just have to share it with her permission.  she is going to draw it on her computer when she gets a little time, but I will just tell you the story now.  She is an strong animal rights activist so this is a great story and shows how sincere her love for these little souls is.

"I dreamed I was a court recorder and all the victims and people in court were animals with wings.  The judge was also an animal with wings.
The defendant was a human male who had treated the plaintiff, an animal with wings, very cruelly in it's life.
All of the jury and people attending had been victims that had suffered terrible abuse and many had been maimed.
The verdict was given and he was sentenced to return on earth as an animal given to a cruel owner."


I don't know about you all out there, but this gave me shivers.  I can barely stand to think about a poor animal being treated so badly.  It saddens me so much.

Please be careful how you treat our animal friends.  They are there for us to teach us love, not to be abused.
Love them and also your fellow human beings and treat each like you would like  to be treated.
Thanks for listening.

Lorena/Cami

I Had A Dream

I know this is going to sound like the ramblings of a crazy person and I understand how you all could interpret it that way.  It is not good poetry as such, but honest. 

I did have this dream this very last night.  It is full of symbology and difficult to extract the meaning.  It is pretty clear to me, however.  I had to put it down before it was forgotten as dreams often fade fast if not put down on paper soon.  

I am not looking for affirmation from anyone, just simply had the need to express what I saw in the dream for my own indulgence and later analysis.

I Had a Dream

I had a dream last night.

A dream of the past and the future.

The view of the past was on a small screen,

a laptop if you will.

The future was a large screen,

both loud and still, but very clear.

The picture was not stable.

kept changing channels as I watched.

The room was bright and sunny

and young children unaware.

The mother and the father

were wanting to watch the larger picture.

I handed them a laptop as they clumsily

found a way to bring it into focus.

Back upstairs I went

To feed the animals.

Looking back I saw contentment.

The mother and the father seeing the movie on the smaller screen.

They were resting in bed as they watched.

The house had many rooms

and a young male guest asked me,

"How do you like your new house?"

He lived in a larger one with a swimming pool

and neatly trimmed landscape.

I told him my house was perfect for me.

The lawn was patchy with tufts of green grass.

As I lay on the ground I told him,

"It reminds me of my childhood"

Free and easy.

Cami  05/07/2011

another transfer

This one is from my Face Book note pages.

Summer Storm

by Lorena M Johnson on Tuesday, July 28, 2009 at 10:39am

The storm that came through yesterday reminded me of this old poem and I found this wonderful photo awhile back that goes well with it.

Summer Storm At Midnight

Heaven claps giant hands
to part the clouds hung heavy 'round its face.
It breathes a sigh,
soughing low
over the earth's surface.
Thunder shouts,
breaking the velvet veil of silence.
Lightening lines its cloak
of sadness with a sweeter song.
Midnight summer sky
gives up it's tears
to wet the dawn.

I wake and stir in restless dark.
Feathered winds play
lightly on my Pillow.
In softness now
my spirit seeks you.
Your calm flows gently
down around my heart,
and joy breaks radiant
with approaching day.

Lorenalila

I was lucky to find this photo.

Another transfer

When I Hear A Lovely Refrain

Into a world full of shadows
and darkness of night
comes a lovely refrain.
The echoing sound
fills my hear with delight,
fragrant as roses
in warm summer rain.
The pain of its beauty
swells in my breast,
bursting the veil of my sorrow.

Then the glorious song of the earth
fresh from it's twilight of rest
awakes with the suns of tomorrow.
We ride our white horses
across each bright sky
to the edge of reality
where day dreams can die.

Ah!  But the beautiful melody
comes to its close,
bringing a moment's repose.
In sweet slumber I fly
to the deep wells of silence.
There my spirit draws nigh to God.

LMJ/Cami

Feed My Soul

I've been thinking a lot lately about all the requests we keep getting for donations to this and that and how my family keeps trying to give me things and goodies. The game paying is fun too, but as I look in the mirror at the weight gain and all the wrinkles, I know there is something better, more lasting.

Feed My Soul

Don't feed my body,
It's already overfed.
Don't feed my mind,
That's my job,
to keep it wed,
to the constant information
that flows by each day.
Send me a ray of hope!
Feed my spirit
It will never receive enough.
You can never overload
my soul!

Not my art, but appropriate to the note.

I Am You and You Are Me

 I  Am You and You Are Me

I reached out and touched your hand.

You responded with a gentle smile.

No word was needed,

for you see,

I am you and you are me,

Together we are free.

I hear the silence

of your breath upon my face;

feel the wave of spirit cresting over me;

engulfs me in tender embrace.

It pulls me upward

into that part of me that is homeward bound.

Soft are the wings of our imagination

and in them we are lifted up;

borne into  that seamless realm

where unconditional love is found.

Soar with me in celebration.

Let all shadows flee.

surrender time and just be.

Partake of death and life.

Each new vibration,

each new sensation of inner ecstasy

brings poignant music of the soul

that thrills with perfect harmony.

I reached out and touched your hand.

You responded with your gentle smile.

No word was needed

for you see,

I am you and you are me.

Together we are free.

Cami/Lorena Johnson