Water, Poetry, Changes, Saints Francis

I've been searching.
Waiting.
Until I had something concrete to say......

But I never will.
I'm confused. And my life is swirling about me.

Boys, Girls, Money, Bills, Friends, Foes. All of that typical stuff.
And each time something happens, it happens in a way that must remind me.

Remind me that it is nothing. It is a drop of water and sometimes I will feel the ripples, and other times they all drop and it's only the ripples I feel. I can only feel them drop and the repercussions they make. So I can't tell which ones are important. If they are drops of water, drops of blood, drops of sand, drops of dye, I will not know. These are the ones that will effect me more.

The ones that will stay. The ones that will change me.

The others have their effect momentarily. But I need to know which ones are lasting....

Can you tell me what color my water is?




I was inspired while reading a friend's poem today:

just as life is never still, neither am I
even as I sleep, I am constantly shifting shape
I become a new person with each passing moment
I will never again be who I am right now
I will never again feel for you exactly as I do right now
I will never again see this world that stretches before me
because as soon as I blink a new world will take it's place
and a new me will stand in the center of everything, with a wild will deep inside of him
and he will walk quietly down the alleys behind places he'll never climb inside
and he'll shake hands with people he will never meet
and hopefully he will take this small gift that I am giving him as I write this

Tony wrote that. I'm not stealing it.

But I love it.

It is part of me, part of you, part of us all.
And beautiful.

If you are not changing, or striving to change, what is the point?

I hope I'm better today than I was yesterday, this morning, 10 minutes ago.....

And this reminds me.
My whole life is centered around this.

Finding out what is important to me, and striving to be more of that ideal in every moment of every day. I'm not perfect, and I never will be, but I'm not going to settle for for less. You're always getting the best I have to offer. I may mess up, but please know my intentions are good.


And, this is perfect timing.
The world changes.
Life changes.

Today is Mardi Gras and I am NOT getting drunk. I am not over indulging in everything. And tomorrow brings new change. The defined lack of excess. My vices taken from me.

So, I'm going to start researching a Saint every day. I will post it here.
Today, I will start with the one I already know so much about... My patron saint. To get me in the mood. Each day, I will post what I know about a new saint, as well as my thoughts, feelings, and how it relates to my life. Look forward to the read.

So, to start things off right...

St. Francis of Assisi

The patron saint of animals and ecology

Random facts about him I ♥

• He dressed in rough clothes, begged for his sustenance, and preached purity and peace. His family disapproved, and his father disinherited him.

• He also suffered from the stigmata. Which is an incredible miracle. Granted, it kind of sucks, but.. Still very noteworthy.

• His prayer for the animals:

"God Our Heavenly Father, You created the world to serve humanity's needs and to lead them to You. By our own fault we have lost the beautiful relationship which we once had with all your creation. Help us to see that by restoring our relationship with You we will also restore it with all Your creation. Give us the grace to see all animals as gifts from You and to treat them with respect for they are Your creation. We pray for all animals who are suffering as a result of our neglect. May the order You originally established be once again restored to the whole world through the intercession of the Glorious Virgin Mary, the prayers of Saint Francis and the merits of Your Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ Who lives and reigns with You now and forever. Amen."

• And, let us not forget the ever famous:

Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.


O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen