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Let’s Talk about a Suffering Plant

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I want to share with you a story
which gives an analogy of love and of nurturing.

This, by the way,
has nothing to do
with being or not being a vegan.

There is a plant sale and a big plant makes it back to our house
but it is in a small plastic pot.
We want it to grow so

 

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Elements: For the Record

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Remember that first autumn breeze?

The hottest day of your life?

When did it snow and you got to taste it?

Is there really a day when the sun shines and the rain comes down at the same time?
Oh, yes. It happens.

How do we address the true nature of the weather we encounter?

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In the Big Picture

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

“This is nothing. This is something.” ………………….. RIP Phil Hartman 1948-1998

In the beginning,
we are told,
there was nothing.

Then,
there was something.

In the big picture, this was WHERE we “started.” Continue reading


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Inanimate Objects don’t know they are inanimate

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Remember the times
we all have stubbed our toes?
That sofa corner says,
“This is the altar of foot woes.”

Lifted a glass full of liquid
and it spilled off the table?
The moisture surrounding it says,
“No grip is able.”

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La LLorona – the weeping woman (revisited)

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

la llorona, marsearth,

Natalia Lafourcade

There is a legendary tale in Mexico (and the American southwest) about a beautiful woman who weeps in anguish and sheds many tears.
She is a woman whose children died.

It is said that her ghost haunts the rivers and streams and waterways because her children drowned.
And she drowned them herself – in anger against her husband’s unfaithfulness.

Among the stories told and re-told in families with Hispanic traditions,
the tale of “La LLorona” (lah yore-RONE-nah) is probably the scariest.

I have heard versions in English and in Spanish,
and with a very few embellishment, the haunting cries of this distraught woman give chills to this day.

(Thanks to my Tío Andrés, our Spanish folktale story teller.)

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Shipwrecked

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Round and round around we went
surveying every inch of the square,

straight through the jagged alleyways
behind the crooked mall,

high above we stood in the clouds of misty white
watching people stroll the darkness of the streets. Continue reading