Nanakuli (Hawaii)

Whatever It Is You Love, Love With All Your Heart.

 

Whatever it is you love, love with all your heart.

 

Let your passion overtake you.

 

Free it.

 

Don't be afraid to express yourself.

 

Live it.

 

Denying it will only bind you by its chains.

 

Be it.

 

This is your destination, if you allow yourself.

 

LOVE entirely, wholeheartedly, overwhelmingly...

 

Body, Mind, and Soul.

 

 

Poetic Tears

TEARDROPS

Clear drops rolling down hills, plains, in and out of valleys.

Heaviness weighs down the journey.

Tradewinds blowing thru the glass, drying the dew making her barren as the desert.

Time never heals the decay caused by its existence.

In a blink, the palm trees sway as life once again ticks away.

There are moments in life that I feel the need to write. One of those moments for me is when I'm feeling down.  I wrote this poem as I sat in my new home, gazing out the louver windows. Bad luck seemed to be a constant shadow in my life and I couldn't get away from him.  Every turn he was there.  "Why won't he leave me alone?"  My heavy heart weighed me down.  I was handed a bowl of cherries and darn it they were all nasty.  There was just too many rotten ones!  Tears flowed uncontrollably down my cheeks as I stared at the ocean in the far distance-without really seeing it.  Sitting on the lanai floor on that calm sunny Sunday while inside I was in turmoil, my pain poured into words.  As I read my feelings on paper, a mid-day breeze broke through the windows drying my tears and the cool air soothed the ache.  It was over, gone, finito.  I wrote the last line and it felt like a huge load was taken away.  My poems are inspired by my emotions: happiness, pain, trepidation, etc.  Each poetry piece, short or long, is a time capsule of my experiences and emotions--sort of a personal therapist without all the bills.

A Few Little Known Facts About Me

I love rain.
I'm often sad.
I stress about anything & everything.
I dislike pictures of myself.
I am religious.
I rather tell the truth, then lie.
Listening to choppy water and watching rough sea calms me.

2 - 0 - 1 - 3

Too many apprehensive doubts
Oh the insurmountable bouts
One measured day at a time
Three clinks of the chime
2013 arose with ominous gloom
-Christina Maiava Schaff

Inspired by Felise

New Roads Lead to Other New Roads

I have been concentrating a great deal of time and my energy on my children's health issues.  Therefore, I have not spent as much time writing as much as I originally desired.  Specifically, my dream is to write the story of my mother's life (losely based on her life).  It has been two months since embarking on this road (my dream/desire/goal).  And of course I have every intention of getting back on track (I have my wonderful husband who reminds me enough).  But for now I need to focus on my children's wellbeing.  In the meantime, several lightbulbs came on, generating a few ideas to keep me motivated and writing while focusing on my little darlings.  I hope to share those with you soon.

Ringing in 2012!!!

Let not old times be forgotten nor old friendships. Happy New Year from us to you.  #Auldlangsyne

I started the day off depressed and sad.  Finally, after whallowing in my own self pity, I picked my derriere up and dusted off the cobwebs (in my head), and made the best of my situation.  It paid dividends; I enjoyed myself after all and didn't ruin the evening for those closest to me.  Sometimes in our own misery and self-centeredness, we tend to lose sight of what is important in life.  Life's little lessons sounds like a New Year's resolution!  Enjoy and be safe.