This morning I woke up with this verse in my head: “He will perfect that which concerneth thee.” I’m pretty sure I was giving myself a Christian Science treatment in my sleep. 😀
I wake enfolded in divine Love’s arms. Loved, cherished, protected, safe – a perfect and complete note in Her song. Father-Mother Creator unfolds the beauty and harmony of Her symphony – note-perfect since before time, and forever and ever. Amen. And everything that has to do with me, and everything that’s concerning to me, is perfected, evolving fearlessly, flawlessly, ideally. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
T’was four weeks afore Christmas and it was once again time for shamelessly plugging my goods in a rhyme. There were books about Dad, and madcap books for you, books of celebration, and books of poetry, too.
I wrote two books about the drives and adventures I had with my centenarian father, Dee Molenaar, a well-known mountaineer and artist. Are You Taking Me Home Now? Adventures with Dad, and The Second Hundred Years: Further Adventures with Dad can be purchased on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and through any of your favorite bookstores. The books have five stars on Amazon. In her Amazon review, Heidi writes: “This is a delightful book and Karen is a gifted writer. She lets us listen in to the conversations she and her 100 year old Dad have on their car trips, which had me laughing and crying. Interspersed are memories of earlier times. Having a relationship with an older person whose body and brain don’t work as well as it used to requires patience, humor and love. As someone else here said, ‘Karen shows us how to do it right.’ I enjoyed reading this very much. I highly recommend this book and will be giving it out for gifts.”
My Cosmic Celebration series includes two books: Cosmic Connections: Sharing the Joy and Cosmic Kinship: Celebrating Community. These books can be purchased on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and through your favorite bookstore. They currently have five stars on Amazon. C Meares writes: “Cosmic Connections follows the excursions of an extraverted author and photographer who befriends nearly every person who crosses her path. This uplifting read highlights life’s small moments of connection — with strangers, old friends she meets by chance, the hapless, friendly dogs and former students. The author uses brief anecdotes—one or two pages—to show how much goodness permeates life. One entry describes meeting a stranger, only to find out she is the daughter of the minister who married her and her husband (in another part of the state) 30 years before. Her warm writing style and enthusiasm for life is infectious.”
In 2005, I published my first book, Blessings: Adventures of a Madcap Christian Scientist. It currently has 4.5 stars and 45 ratings on Amazon. VoIP – Dragon User writes: “OK, after reading the reviews, I thought this might make a nice Christmas present for a friend. When it arrived I decided to ‘peek’ at a few pages, but couldn’t put it down. I finished reading it in one sitting. But how to review the book is a challenge. It leaves you with such a joyful uplifted feeling and one of appreciation and relevance. At first I found myself saying, ‘I want to know this woman’ and after I finished the book I felt I did.
“Karen brings very positive reinforcement into the reader’s experience and the easy flowing style just melts in your mouth like comfort food. I found dozens of instances where I saw a parallel in my own life, that were entertaining and inspirational in a down to earth sort of way.
“I’m wearing a smile having read this and can’t think of a better way to pass an evening than this quick roller-coaster ride through another’s eyes of refreshing gratitude.
“It touched my heart and soul. Highly recommended.”
There’s also a fifth book related to the series called The Madcap Christian Scientist’s Christmas book. In his review for The Madcap Christian Scientist’s Christmas Book, Jeff Chase writes: “It’s my second Christmas with this book, and I think I’m enjoying it more this year, perhaps because it’s already feeling like a tradition. Karen’s stories, poems, and musings are full of warmth, humor, and love. There’s much to relate to here. I find myself recalling my own Christmas stories from years past. This book is a gem, made for relaxing. Enjoy!”
These Madcap Christian Scientist books can be purchased on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and your favorite bookstore.
I have three books of poetry: A Poem Lives on My Windowsill, The Brush of Angel Wings, and Since Then. These books can all be purchased on Amazon, and through your favorite bookstore. In her Amazon review of The Brush of Angel Wings, Nikki writes: “The author of “The Brush of Angel Wings” never fails to disappoint me. The poetry in her latest book causes a wide range of emotions in the reader, from joy to sadness, happiness to grief, humor to acceptance. Every poem is unique, yet the author’s distinct style can be found in each one. I enjoyed seeing glimpses of the author’s life through her poetry. I can’t wait for her next book to be released.”
“Karen Molenaar Terrell’s Scrapbook of a Year and a Day is, essentially, a compilation of Facebook posts written between January 19, 2020 and January 20, 2021. If I were to collect my FB posts, it would be very, very dull indeed, but Karen eliminated the silly cat videos, if she ever posted any, and has instead put together a moving and coherent account of the tumultuous year we all lived through and her personal experience of the year following the death of her father, Dee Molenaar. What I particularly love about Karen–and this book–is her perspective on things and her constant striving to live up to her ideals.
“I’m really not a dog-earrer–I find it a vile habit–and yet I folded down the corners on several pages.”
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Thank you for letting me shamelessly plug here. It brings me such joy to connect with others through my writing. – Karen Molenaar Terrell
Head, foot, and elbow shoulder, hand, and big toe, right, left, and center, every race, nationality, and gender – all part of the same Body, the same planet, the same universe – there’s no last and no first, no best and no worst. We are One in One. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
“One infinite God, good, unifies men and nations; constitutes the brotherhood of man; ends wars; fulfils the Scripture, ‘Love thy neighbor as thyself;’ annihilates pagan and Christian idolatry, — whatever is wrong in social, civil, criminal, political, and religious codes; equalizes the sexes; annuls the curse on man, and leaves nothing that can sin, suffer, be punished or destroyed.“ -Mary Baker Eddy
“For the body is not one member, but many. If the foot shall say, Because I am not the hand, I am not of the body; is it therefore not of the body? And if the ear shall say, Because I am not the eye, I am not of the body; is it therefore not of the body? If the whole body were an eye, where were the hearing? If the whole were hearing, where were the smelling? But now hath God set the members every one of them in the body, as it hath pleased him. And if they were all one member, where were the body? But now are they many members, yet but one body. And the eye cannot say unto the hand, I have no need of thee: nor again the head to the feet, I have no need of you.” – I Corinthians 12
I just republished Since Then, a book of poetry I originally published in 2021, to give it a new trim size and make it available outside of Amazon. It should be available to purchase at Barnes and Noble and other bookstores soon.
Here’s a sample:
When Moz Was Here
A comforting ritual – baking the annual Thanksgiving pies connects me to Thanksgivings past – decades of home and love, laughter, food, memories of those who’ve newly-arrived, and those departed. This year will be the first Thanksgiving without Moz. And as I pour blackberries into the pie, I realize these berries were ones I picked the summer after she passed, and I wonder if I might have a left-over bag of blackberries I picked during the summer before – when Moz was still moving among us. I go to the freezer in the garage and root amongst the frozen bags, digging, searching – and there! I find a bag of berries marked 2016! And now a part of the world that still held Moz in it is in this year’s Thanksgiving pie. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
Up in the middle of the night. Battling fears. Battling dismay. Something catches the corner of my eye – I look outside to see a little star sparkling at me – flashing red to blue – above all my fears above my dismay – a reassuring light in the darkness. A promise. A smile from the Cosmos. “You are my precious child.” -Karen Molenaar Terrell
I’m siding with peace not just the kind where wars cease but the kind where we work together to make the world a BETTER place
I’m siding with compassion I’m not just siding with whatever faction is in fashion but I’m siding with the Source of kindness that underlies what blesses ALL of humanity
I’m siding with Love – below, around, above – the only lasting power, always here, bigger than hate, bigger than fear.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell (Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.)
Love is all-powerful, ever-present, all-wise, ever Good. Feel the force of infinite Life unfolding, unfettered, unrestrained, unhampered, untouched by hate and war, vengeance and ego and human history. Love and Life are All, and we all are of Love and Life, and everything Good – created for Good, by Good, of Good.
If I were to stitch together a quilt for the last six years – a quilt built of quotes that have helped me survive – it would be a quilt of many colors – a quilt with a lilt – a quilt of words that poets have built. There’d be Newcomer and Oliver, Jesus, Beagle, and Pinney, Osman and Adams and Vonnegut and Eddy, Gandhi, Anne Frank, Goodall, and Tutu, Mandela, MLK, Jr., Gorman, and Angelou. ThÃch Nhất Hạnh’s words would be on it, and Michelle Obama’s, too. Mr. Rogers would be there, and Winnie the Pooh, and L’Engle, F.H. Burnett, Seuss, and Rick Steves, and in the background there’d be patterns of bright autumn leaves. Autumn brings beauty and autumn brings loss. But “Anytime you learn, you gain,” said the stellar Bob Ross. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
There’s a land of magic Where magpies sing morning harmonies And at night stars sparkle serenely Above silhouettes Of trees topped with palm fronds And long-beaked Ibis birds casually browse In parking lots packed with cars That have steering wheels on the right