Sunday, 24 December 2023

THE MASTER OF DEATH by Becky Hemsley 2023


"THE MASTER OF DEATH"
by Becky Hemsley

They say that we can’t live forever
And that no one’s a master of death
That it’s just an inevitability and
That it comes to us all in the end
They say death’s conclusive and final,
That when something is gone it is gone
But if they believe that is true, well then
I’m afraid they could not be more wrong
‘Cause I feel the way that my soul is in flight
Every time that you think about me
And the way that my spirit lights up like a star
When you talk of how we used to be
Because, just like a fable or story or tale
That is over a hundred years old
Then I’ll be awoken and brought back to life
Every time that my story is told
So tell all my stories and sing out my name
And bask in my memory’s glow
And you’ll realise there’s something that lives beyond death
That refuses to give up and go
See, death might think it is the master of life
But there’s something more powerful yet
Because love has the power to help me live on
Because love
is the master of death
*****
'Master of Death' is from When I Am Gone

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Saturday, 23 December 2023

DON'T BE JUST ANOTHER SLAVE THIS CHRISTMAS


"DON'T BE JUST ANOTHER SLAVE THIS CHRISTMAS" (author unknown)
1. Refuse to miss out on enjoying your day. Play with your kids, snuggle on the sofa, drink eggnog if that’s your thing. I mean, it’s super gross, but to each his own. Watch cheesy Hallmark movies. Grab a dice game out of the closet. Beat your family in charades. Get your booty out of the kitchen. Leave the dishes. Let the pots and pans wait. Soak them till tomorrow, they’ll be fine, and soak in all the merry you can. Christmas doesn’t only belong to everyone else. It belongs to you too.
2. Refuse to feel guilty. Didn’t wrap all the presents? Didn’t hang all the lights? Didn’t cook all 27 side dishes? Don’t you dare feel guilty about it. Don’t you dare let it get you down. Don’t you dare let it steal your joy. Not for one second. Nobody even likes that weird green Jell-O stuff anyways. I promise, nobody will notice if it’s not there. You can’t do it all, so do what’s most important.
3. Refuse to let stress take centre stage. There is SO STINKING MUCH to do on Christmas. And as women, we tend to put ourselves in charge of more than our fair share. Decorations, gifts, wrapping, cooking, cleaning, travel schedules, uncomfortable phone calls with mother-in-laws about whose year it is to host. It’s easy to let the anxiety of the season run away with your cheer. Hold onto peace like its the last sip of your vanilla latte from Starbucks. We want our kids, our families and our friends to remember happy holidays, not a frazzled momma. Christmas is a wonderful reason to give to those in need, to enjoy time with your family and a terrible time to drive yourself into a mental and physical exhaustion.
4. Refuse to say yes to everything. You’re a human. You’re allowed to have some limits. You’re allowed to have some boundaries. You’re allowed to politely decline now and then. Time is a limited resource. Time is a precious commodity. Treat your time like it matters, because it does.
5. Refuse to allow anyone else to tell you what your Christmas should be. You’re allowed to be sad this time of year. You’re allowed to miss your family if you’re celebrating somewhere far away. You’re allowed to grieve loved ones who have died. You’re allowed to spend Christmas on the beach if that’s what’s best for you. You’re allowed to spend Christmas at home with only your immediate family. You’re allowed to decorate with 10 bajillion Christmas lights and you’re allowed not to listen to a single Christmas song. You’re allowed to have pizza for Christmas dinner. You’re allowed to do something entirely new and untested. You’re in charge of your Christmas. You’re in charge of what your holidays will be. Make them holidays that bring you peace. And joy. And time to cry. And time to laugh. And time to be surrounded with loved ones. And time to be alone. And time to reflect. And time to not have a care in the world.
6. Refuse to believe the only way to make Christmas memorable is to buy everything for everyone. The holidays aren’t about going into debt, or creating a financial burden that will follow you around for the next 12 months, or kids getting anything and everything they lay their eyes on. They may crave stuff now, but that stuff won’t mean anything to them down the road. They won’t remember the toys you bought, but they will remember the time you spent with them. They will remember hot chocolate with loads of marshmallows, cuddling on the couch watching cheesy Christmas movies, and laughing around the kitchen table playing games. They will remember cousins, making a mess decorating gingerbread houses, and dancing in the kitchen to “All I Want for Christmas is You.” They will remember waking up to watch the parade on tv, candlelit Christmas Eve service, and creating new family traditions. They will remember handing out homemade cookies to neighbours, giving to those in need, and making light of all the million little things that go wrong on Christmas Day. Memories matter so much more than any toy ever will. Presence matters so much more than any present ever will.
7. Refuse to forget that Jesus is the reason for everything. He is the heart of the season, and hopefully he is the heart of everything we do, everything we give, and everywhere we go. The angels and the wise men and the shepherds all gathered around Him in that tiny stable so long ago. Gathering around Him is the only tradition we truly need to believe in this December.

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Friday, 22 December 2023

CRACKS by Becky Hemsley 2023


"CRACKS"
by Becky Hemsley 2023

I know you are tired.
I see it etched on your face in shadows and lines.
But I know that your fatigue goes far beyond your skin.
You feel it in your bones.
Your soul is so weary of this world. Of having to drag yourself through it when every moment feels exhausting.
And you think there is something wrong with you.
But I promise you,
there is not.
When water leaks from a bucket,
it is not because the water needs fixing.
It is because the bucket is broken.
You are tired
because the world that carries you is a little broken too.
And sometimes you are trying so hard not to step on the cracks,
trying so hard not to fall through them
that you have no energy left for anything else.
You are tired.
Your bones are weary and your soul exhausted.
But you do not need fixing.
You just need to learn to trust.
To trust that you can carry yourself.
So that one day, you might walk down the pavement
and pay no mind to the cracks in it.
Trusting yourself.
Knowing that, no matter what…
You are not going to fall.
*****
Image by Jackson Stock Photography
Image by Jackson Stock Photography via Canva
'Cracks' is from 'Letters from Life

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Thursday, 21 December 2023

My Child by Danielle Sherman-Lazar


"My Child"

by Danielle Sherman-Lazar

You are my today, my tomorrow, and all the tomorrows after.⁣
You are the air I breathe,⁣
the light at the end of every dark tunnel,⁣
the rainbow after a torrential rainstorm with thunder and lightning,⁣
and the beautiful melody in all the songs I listen to.⁣
You are my motivation to swim against the waves,⁣
my strong foundation even when I’m feeling weak and at risk of toppling over,⁣
and my shining star in a dark universe.⁣
My unconditional love for you,⁣
is one that pulls me out of bed on the hard mornings,⁣
where the tired makes my bones ache,⁣
and my brain is so foggy I can hardly think straight.⁣
It’s a love that’s so comfortable it rocks me to sleep at night⁣
even after a day filled with overthinking every interaction,⁣
of feeling overwhelmed by an inbox of unread emails and dirty laundry⁣,
and falling short,⁣
again and again.⁣
I have never felt anything like it before. ⁣
I can be depleted of everything,⁣
but never of my all-encompassing love for you.⁣
Because when I dig deep, I will always find more to give.⁣
So, I hope you feel loved every day of your life knowing ⁣
you’re someone’s today,⁣
tomorrow, and all the tomorrows after.⁣

Danielle Sherman-Lazar


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Wednesday, 20 December 2023

THE CLIMB by Becky Hemsley 2021


"THE CLIMB"
by Becky Hemsley 2021

They say that when you’re broken
This is how the light gets in
But what if all the cracks
Are letting out the light within?
They say it makes you stronger
But at first it makes you weak
The way you face the mountain base
Before you reach the peak
They say to break is brave
And yet your mind is full of dread
You’re not overwhelmed by courage
But by helplessness instead
But admitting you are breaking
Is far braver than you know
And remember, from the bottom
There is just one way to go
See, I think they mean it isn’t just
That breaking makes you strong
But the way you use the embers
Of your will to carry on
It’s triumph over trauma
And it’s healing after hurt
It’s rising from the ashes
With a new-found sense of worth
So find yourself a candle
And allow its tiny spark
To ignite you back to life
And put the fire back in your heart
And grant yourself compassion
For the times that you feel weak
Just rest until you’re strong enough
To get back on your feet
Yes, I know that when you’re broken
You have only threads of hope
But tie them to the mountain
Like your personal safety rope
Then gather at the bottom
With the summit high above
Then take a breath and take a step
The only way is up
******
Becky Hemsley 2021
Artwork by Ksenya Knysh
'The Climb' is from my second collection:

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The Christmas Coat


"The Christmas Coat" (author unknown)
An old boy was fumbling around one day
In a women’s clothing store
He’d found his wife a Christmas coat
And was headed for the door
When he bumped into a little boy
That looked like he was lost.
And he said “Mister can you help me
Find out how much something costs?
Here it is almost Christmas
And the nights are getting cold
Winter time is on us
And my mom don’t have a coat.
I’ve been working for the neighbours'
And saving for a time”
And in his tiny outstretched hand
Was a dollar and a dime.
His gaze went from that big eyed boy
To that pretty Christmas coat
And he finally cleared away the lump
That had gathered in his throat.
He said “Son
that’s just what this coat costs
We’re lucky that we found ‘er”
And he turned around and gave a wink
To the lady at the counter.
She put it in a pretty box
And wrapped it up just so
And went off in the back
And found a big red Christmas bow.
He said, “I thank you for your help sir
And I kindly thank you ma’am
I hope y’all are gonna have a big Christmas
Cause now I know I am.”
Well the old boy walked home busted
Except for the dollar and the dime
Thinking he’d just have to buy
The coat another time.
He told his wife that Christmas this year
Wouldn’t be much fun
And he gently took her in his arms
And told her what he’d done
She said “Why you old softie
I wouldn’t trade you for a farm
I’ve got two or three old coats
And your love to keep me warm.”
She put that money in a matchbox
And placed it beneath their tree
And said, “That is the grandest gift
You’ve ever given me.”
The years went by like years will do
When people are in love.
Their marriage was a golden bond
That was forged by God above.
Then one day came some bitter news
That filled his heart with fright.
The doctor told the old man’s wife
That she was going to lose her sight.
He said, “There’s an operation we can do
But it puts me on the spot
Cause it’s a quite complex procedure
And it’s going to cost a lot.”
The old man said, “Doctor I’m a failure
I’ve made no preparation
We don’t have the money
For that kind of an operation.“
The doctor got the strangest look
And he sat there for a while
And then he slowly nodded
And he broke out in a smile
He said, “Why sir you can’t fool me.
You’re a very wealthy man.
You long ago invested
In the world’s best savings plan
I’ll see she gets the best of care
She’s going to be just fine
And the total cost to you old friend
Is a dollar and a dime.”
The old man stared in disbelief
Then he recognized that smile
The one he’d seen those years ago
On a loving thoughtful child.
He said “What you gave to me that day
Was more than just a coat.
You gave me the gift of giving
And you gave my mother hope.
My mother had been mistreated
Neglected and abused.
But she gave life just one more chance
And it was all because of you.
Now every year she takes that coat
And lays it beneath our tree.
It represents to us the things
That Christmas ought to be.
She says that when we leave this world
For a better home someday
The only things that we’ll take with us
Are the things we gave away.“

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