I spent years searching for those perfect moments
and then in a perfect moment it became perfectly clear
that each and every moment I am closer than near
to Love and Truth
and Life
right now
right here
every moment is perfect
There is never a separation between all that’s good
and me.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell
(Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
Went looking for birds this Christmas Eve morning and found more than I’d hoped to find!
Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell taken in Skagit County, Washington.
I went for a drive as the sun was rising this morning and pondered the concept of Love. I put in a CD of Alison Krauss’s music, listened to her sing the Beatle’s “I Will” – and let the music lift me up into that magical place where there’s no anger or fear, enemies or hate – where all of creation knows nothing but joy and good will. This poem and these pictures are what I brought back…
If I open myself up to Love
I avail myself of all the power of Love –
the warm, healing presence of Love.
Love isn’t some fragile thing.
It’s not destructible.
It’s not pretty in a Christmas tree
glass ornament way.
It’s enduring, dependable;
as solid as a mother’s lap;
as strong as a father’s rescuing arms;
as beautiful as the sound of Beethoven’s
“Joy”- indestructible, and perfect.
Love fills all space –
every corner, hole, and crevice –
the collective consciousness
of universal compassion and kindness
nurturing and reaching out to
the love in all of us.
And the love in all of us can’t help
but respond.
And that’s how we heal.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell
Click here for a link to a video I filmed of the sunrise.
Photos of the sunrise over Skagit County, Washington, this morning. Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.
Mount Baker from Bow, Washington.
(Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
Skagit County, Washington.
(Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
Spent the morning with the birds yesterday. (Heron at Padilla Bay and trumpeter swans in Bow, Washington.)
(Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
The sun doesn’t choose to rise
on some and not others.
Everyone’s blessed.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell
(Photos of the sun rising in Bow, Washington, this morning. Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
“He maketh His sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.”
– Matthew 5:45
“Love is impartial and universal in its adaptations and bestowals.”
– Mary Baker Eddy
Skagit County, Washington: Heron at Sunset
(Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
I love gold stripes
on the road in autumn
as my window wiper wipes
raindrops off my windshield
or the sun shines through
the leaves making them look
like stained glass set in a blue
sky .
– Karen Molenaar Terrell
(Photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
What is it about pumpkins? I was wandering through Gordon’s Pumpkin Farm yesterday and I realized I was smiling under my mask. Smiling at pumpkins. (!) They are a friendly vegetable, aren’t they?
Ode to Pumpkins
Shiny round-cheeked pumpkin
Nestled in my autumn garden
You may become a lantern.
You may become a pie.
You may become a hardy soup
on my stove top, by and by.
– Karen Molenaar Terrell
Limerick to a Pumpkin
There once was a punkin’ named Jack
who appeared in the patch in the back.
He was orange and round
and grew up on a mound –
He was the star of Halloween –
that’s a fact.
– Karen Molenaar Terrell
Pumpkin Haiku
Round friendly pumpkin
Waiting now for Halloween
Soon he’ll be compost.
– Karen Molenaar Terrell
And now some pictures of local pumpkins…
Adventures of the Madcap Christian Scientist 