"Snow and Wind"

To me, the holiday season includes memories of snow and wind, family gatherings in Michigan, where, no matter how intense the weather, we always gathered at my Grandma's house to celebrate. As an adult, those memories revive with each new 'winter weather advisory' and with a lovely fire in the fireplace, all outside hostilities melt away....

Photos taken with my Canon SureShot in Danbury, CT

Snow and Wind

Snow speaks silently,

caresses my heart

with memories,

tickles my soul

with anticipation,

blends with ice

to generate adrenalin

focus.

Howling wind

erases impressions

with its jealous grasp

stings my cheeks

wraps around my bones.

My body shivers

to generate adrenalin

warmth.

Fire beyond the hearth

stoked with trees 

that once shaded, once housed,

once bore sparkling icicles

now draws me into its 

crackling core

to melt adrenalin

dreams.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

Empty Nest

 

Empty Nest

Nest of winter

left over from the hot, summer months,

carefully interlaced grasses

rest peacefully against a raftered wall.

This nest that once was the home, 

center of life for the young feathered ones

whose songs welcomed sleepy ears each morning

and sang 'good night' echoes to begin each evening. 

Now, the silence reigns

bringing with it the howling, wintry winds, 

as the strength of woven grasses awaits

another answered prayer for the warmth and hope 

of Spring.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

Divine Breath

The Holy Trinity  

by Corrado Giaquinto, circa 1754

One morning, I was inspired by the homily of our local priest, Fr. 'Tim.' He was referring to the Holy Spirit and the Hebrew term for spirit: breath. Hence, I penned the following: 

Divine Breath

Enter the Holy chamber; kneel before Divinity, 

present on the altar in the form of a simple candle.

Surrounded by a feeling of His welcoming Spirit,

a Blessed breath causes one to inhale: 

the Cleansing Air of Love and Forgiveness,

to exhale: the chaos of hate and compromise.

Over and over, this choice is made:

to breathe in the Holy Spirit, 

from His Divine Breath: essential to all of humanity, 

the salve that soothes the wounded soul.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

© Jeanne Iris Lakatos

Autumnal Still: Life

Photo taken on my side deck

Autumnal Still: Life

The pine cones, ripped away from their branches, 

the wax candle, ready to be lit, 

and the sugar pumpkin, tempting small animals 

with its sweet nutrition

all rest in silent beauty

as the north wind 

releases its fury 

upon their stoic forms. 

Do they have souls? 

They each seem confident

in their positions placed;

so they sit, unknowing

of the possibilities, ready to burst

from hardened structures

that protect their divine essences.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

Cognitive Revolutions: Creative Revelations

Photo by me, Full Moon over Danbury

A Gospel Reading at Mass was once the story of Jesus, meeting His disciples on the Road to Emmaus: Luke 24:13-35. It made me think...

We learn to recognize aspects of our lives that create impressions, unaware of the cognitive variations that our minds and bodies interpret and reinterpret. Yet, we continue to gracefully move through our personal universes. How often have we affected others? How often have others affected us?

Revolution of thought is inclusive of awareness within the mind, the body and their inter/intra-connections. Very simply, as we perceive and cognitively organize our environment, we slowly create the opus that is only ours to share. To consider this concept in a positive way, that opus can move humanity to a higher consciousness.

Just think! If individuals elevated their thinking to those matters that pertain only to the goodness and creative genius that dwells within, how generous we could be with each other! How marvelous this experience could be!

As we concentrate intently on our thoughts and their influences, we affect our reality, and thus, we open the possibilities of individual connection through the Divine.

Frontal Acumen

photo taken by me in Danbury, Connecticut, U.S.A.

In a recent year, we had an extraordinary weather pattern here in Connecticut. As a front rapidly moved through the area, the skies filled with color, then torrential downpours, then sun and warm temperatures. Then, we were back in the freezing zone with snow predicted for upcoming. As Mark Twain commented once, "if you don't like the weather in New England, just wait a few minutes." Okay, that's the weather report. What does this all mean philosophically?  

Human consciousness continually evolves, and as we move through our daily activities, nuances affect us in ways that sometimes we don't even realize until other events bring these subtle revelations into focus, providing introspection.

Frontal Acumen

Such grandeur surges

in a moment of wonder 

guiding hoping 

gusting winds envelop 

swirling reality 

shaking dreams loose  

sparking an idea 

with authority 

© Jeanne I. Lakatos

On this Veterans Day, I say to all Veterans...

Thank you, Veterans! 

God Bless you!