http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/Pam's Poetry and Prose on the hidden, the deep & profound behind the simple events of our every day. We are all asked to explore and embrace something, higher, something wiser & greater, and full of meaning, hidden in the simple lessons of our everyday. We are called upon to see our connection and our Oneness to each other, our similarities, not our differences...that which joins not seperates. These are the simple, the sensual, the passionate songs of longing from a fellow soul on her way home. hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/427576Why do we have these wars with one another over our opinions and our ways of seeing the world? Why do we not choose instead to be open and learn from one another. We all have something to offer and we all are occasionally right, just as often we are probably wrong...but life is the great teacher...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/425999For some unknown reason I am simply unable to avail myself of reading and writing here at blogit. I returned impulsively, but believing I was ready to resume interacting with the blogit community. Alas I am sad to say I have been unable to overcome my own resistence, inertia, and extraordinary...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/418135Wow, not only did Jack die, but Jack's wife died 5 days later on the morning of his funeral....and Bill died, and Marian died, all in the same week. Jack and Bill were both my clients...they had alzheimers and I helped their wives to care for them and to keep them at home. I knew when I left...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/413269I got a call last night from California. It was the son of the couple I used to care for 5 days a week for 2 1/2 years. I was Jack and Flo's illustrious Caregiver:-) Such as I am. Just got a call from my son in law. Got to go babysit the grandkids and great grand baby while he goes to rescue my...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/413007....Such a mystery really, how life opens us up, slowly, methodically without our even knowing...life has it's way with us. Spilling her seeds that with the waters of the years, will grow into the unique expression of who we are....I have been parted and I have been pummeled. I have been loved...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/412737If I were to pray for you, I would ask for nothing... Rather I would hold you up before all that is Holy and Good. I would reach out to you with the arms of thought, wrapping you tenderly in warmth and comfort; I would seek to uphold you and aid you on your way...... If I were to pray for you I...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/412312I really don’t think I’ve ever been at a place where I could participate in the fullness and the richness...the utter innocense of a small child’s perspective. There is a certain amount of unselfishness required to glimpse the world thru a child’s vision...I have never been selfless enough until...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/411372My heart is heavy and I am weary with the pain of generations. I feel like such a flawed person to have brought four children into this world, such a flawed specimen of womanhood to take on the role of mother....so much child myself. Who would Mother whom? We moved here to be around family,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/410865The Keys of Someone Else’s Parting Song...............I was sent to Jean for one reason and one reason only...to escort her peacefully to the threshold of dying. I wasn’t aware, only willing. Driving there I had no idea what I would /could do for her or what I would say, or why I was there. What...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Gmekeepr/409986Around the most brilliant of minds is a layer of mistakes and incompetence. Brilliance rises to the top; a swelling of energy, inspiration and thought... The birth of its spawn is a moment of genius, a thread of greatness enters the world still shadowed by a halo of mistakes and incompetence...