Poem: Snow

Snow gives us back our innocence
It frees us from any ugliness
hides it all beneath a glimmering 
cascade of white. 

Snow--bringer of sleds and skiis,
hot cocoa and warm blankets
thoughts of fires brightly burning
and stories told in the bright white night.

Stars shine in those crystals laid down,
the stuff of the atmosphere here in our midst
stepping on a bit of frozen ocean 
that rose to join the cold, cold air overhead.

Running through that white moment in time,
I remember all the reasons I love to run. 
It creates moments where there would be none before. 
This simple activity gets me out among the clean,
the white, the pure, the morning blanket which 
both chills and warms. 
It reminds me why we are born.
It reminds me why we are alive. 

H.Lake
 

Poem: Stones

Stones

Stones live where dust settles

They sit with patience upon the soil

Stones are family with dirt and mud,

weeds and flowers and fields,

Stones have long memories

of ages when glaciers roamed

And silt settled in places of water

that  don’t exist now.

Stones dream of the days when

they can move with the tides

down to new homes, new things to see,

 new dirt to sit among,

perhaps some water to cover them like a blanket.

They move slowly, with purpose, never straying

from what they are.

Stones are there to remind us

nature never turned it’s back on us.

Poem: Mind, heart and soul

Mind, Heart and Soul

My mind pounds down that thin corridor of past mistakes,

heart drilling staccato beats like a drum,

willing my feet forward so slowly,

I yearn for that prior love.

Grand schemes of larger things,

I feel betrayed by my false sensations of love.

The clouds gather a withering down to grey

as I watch.

My heart is no longer a living thing.

My soul needs that eternal quiet.

Dancing through my dreams she lives

but down here there is only me.

You never have to feel lonely

If you feel safer alone.

There is a windowsill where my geodes rest,

remembering those times in the wild woods when I

collected them clears my head.

There is only this time.

There is only these feelings.

There is only me deciding who I am.

poem: the storm keeps my secrets

Rainy night--the drops like tears
   down the blustery halls of the wind.
Great ghostly sparks of fire slash through the sky.
The thunder like horses' hooves roars like a madness.
My home--some soft light keeping me safe and steadying my hands.
This roaring weather gives me peace.
Hidden within my room it covers me like a tent.
It keeps my secrets for me.

H.L.

Poem: We are That Which we Fear

We are that which we fear 

Dark and Light we twist and turn,

           wisps of paper in the wind.

We move through open spaces

            trusting we can find our place, our home, again.

Hearts beating wildly we step once, twice,

           fearful but hopeful a we always are,

giving a great and mighty sigh of letting go.

          We jump, we dive, we trust that there will 

         be something there.

Life is a mystery of wood, of muscle, of bone, of spirit, of soul....

        solved only by realizing we are our own--we are beings of light and dark.

We are that which we fear and that which we hope,

        only alone when we choose to be.

We weave our small moments through the crowds.

        We risk every instant to that higher calling.

There is never going to be certainty that when we fall

        we do not fall alone.

But, not falling, we do not rise. 

What is normal???

What is normal? What is abnormal? Does it go by societal standards or is there a principle definition?

Researched on the web  and the dictionary here are some definitions of "normal".

1. According with, constituting, or not deviating from a norm, rule, or principle 

             2. Usual , typical or expected

3.Conforming to a type, standard, or regular pattern 

4. Normal is also used to describe individual behaviour that conforms to the most common behaviour in society 

5. When people do not conform to the normal standard, they are often labelled as sick, disabled, abnormal, or unusual, 

6. Of a person) free from physical or mental disorders.

Conformity:

https://youtu.be/SnAyr0kWRGE      This is the youtube video about conformity from Dead Poet's Society

Definitions of Abnormal:

  exceptional,, atypical,, exceeding, extraordinary,  odd, phenomenal, , rare , unique, unusual, 

Let's break those down shall we? 

1. Exceptional: The state of being unusual 

2. Atypical:  Not representative of a type, group, or class.

3. Exceeding: Go beyond what is set down by a limit

4. Extraordinary: Very unusual or remarkable

5. Odd: Unusual or unexpected; strange; a person who differs from the other members of a group

6. Phenomenal: Excellent

7. Rare: Not occurring or found very often

8. Unique: distinctive, incomparable

9. Unusual: Remarkable or interesting because different

The list of those who have had mental illness which by the above definition is "Abnormal". What achievements, what additions to our lives have these people had? Could we have progressed as a world-culture without these people? No. We would be held back as people in so many ways. These people exemplify the definition of abnormal. They didn't conform to the societal norms. They were considered "Freaks", "Odd". Sometimes they had serious repercussions because of deviating from the norm. Yet they did it anyway.

 

Abraham Lincoln
The revered sixteenth President of the United States suffered from severe and incapacitating depressions that occasionally led to thoughts of suicide, as documented in numerous biographies by Carl Sandburg.
Virginia Woolf
The British novelist who wrote To the Lighthouse and Orlando experienced the mood swings of bipolar disorder characterized by feverish periods of writing and weeks immersed in gloom. Her story is discussed in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr.
Lionel Aldridge
A defensive end for Vince Lombardi's legendary Green Bay Packers of the 1960's, Aldridge played in two Super Bowls. In the 1970's, he suffered from schizophrenia and was homeless for two and a half years. Until his death in 1998, he gave inspirational talks on his battle against paranoid schizophrenia. His story is the story of numerous newspaper articles.
Eugene O'Neill
The famous playwright, author of Long Day's Journey Into Night and Ah, Wilderness!, suffered from clinical depression, as documented in Eugene O'Neill by Olivia E. Coolidge.
Ludwig van Beethoven
The brilliant composer experienced bipolar disorder, as documented in The Key to Genius: Manic Depression and the Creative Life by D. Jablow Hershman and Julian Lieb.
Gaetano Donizetti
The famous opera singer suffered from bipolar disorder, as documented in Donizetti and the World Opera in Italy, Paris and Vienna in the First Half of the Nineteenth Century by Herbert Weinstock.
Robert Schumann
The "inspired poet of human suffering" experienced bipolar disorder, as discussed in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr.
Leo Tolstoy
Author of War and Peace, Tolstoy revealed the extent of his own mental illness in the memoir Confession. His experiences is also discussed in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr and The Inner World of Mental Illness: A Series of First Person Accounts of What It Was Like by Bert Kaplan.
Vaslov Nijinsky
The dancer's battle with schizophrenia is documented in his autobiography, The Diary of Vaslov Nijinksy.
John Keats
The renowned poet's mental illness is documented in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr and The Broken Brain: The biological Revolution in Psychiatry by Nancy Andreasen, M.D.
Tennessee Williams
The playwright gave a personal account of his struggle with clinical depression in his own Memoirs. His experience is also documented in Five O'Clock Angel: Letters of Tennessee Williams to Maria St. Just, 1948-1982; The Kindness of Strangers: The Life of Tennessee Williams by Donald Spoto, and Tennessee: Cry of the Heart by Dotson.
Vincent Van Gogh
The celebrated artist's bipolar disorder is discussed in The Key to Genius: Manic Depression and the Creative Life by D. Jablow Hershman and Julian Lieb and Dear Theo, The Autobiography of Van Gogh.
Isaac Newton
The scientist's mental illness is discussed in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr and The Key to Genius: Manic Depression and the Creative Life by D. Jablow Hershman and Julian Lieb.
Ernest Hemingway
The Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist's suicidal depression is examined in the True Gen: An Intimate Portrait of Ernest Hemingway by Those Who Knew Him by Denis Brian.
Sylvia Plath
The poet and novelist ended her lifelong struggle with clinical depresion by taking own life, as reported in A Closer Look at Ariel: A Memory of Sylvia Plath by nancy Hunter-Steiner.
Michelangelo
The mental illness of one of the world's greatest artistic geniuses is discussed in The Dynamics of Creation by Anthony Storr.
Winston Churchill
"Had he been a stable and equable man, he could never have inspired the nation. In 1940, when all the odds were against Britain, a leader of sober judgment might well have concluded that we were finished," wrote Anthony Storr about Churchill's bipolar disorder in Churchill's Black Dog, Kafka's Mice, and Other Phenomena of the Human Mind.
Vivien Leigh
The Gone with the Wind star suffered from mental illness, as documented in Vivien Leigh: A Biography by Ann Edwards.
Jimmy Piersall
The baseball player for the Boston Red Sox who suffered from bipolar disorder detailed his experience in The Truth Hurts.
Patty Duke
The Academy Award-winning actress told of her bipolar disorder in her autobiography and made-for-TV move Call Me Anna and A Brilliant Madness: Living with Manic-Depressive Illness, co-authored by Gloria Hochman.
Charles Dickens
One of the greatest authors in the English language suffered from clinical depression, as documented in The Key to Genius: Manic Depression and the Creative Life by D. Jablow Hershman and Julian Lieb, and Charles Dickens: His Tragedy and Triumph by Edgar Johnson.


And if we study some societies we see that what was considered "normal" in that society would be considered abnormal or even abhorrent today. Since normal is a changeable definition and entirely dependent on the movements of that particular society at one particular time we cannot judge those who do what they do because their hearts tell them to. 

The tale of the sucking monster--as told by the cats

       I don't mean to scare any sweet kitties out there who have never heard, nor seen, the sucking  monster however it is real. It's huge and roars and has teeth. It sucks up things and will suck you up too if you don't run away.
      I first met the sucking monster when my human brought it out one day. I thought Hmmm....wonder that THAT does?? Then she must have said something to it because suddenly it started roaring so loudly my eardrums hurt. I knew it was coming for me and my companion, Angelbaby. We fled to the closet because sucking monsters can't fit in there. We listened, horrified, as it sucked up everything it came across. The roaring was deafening. The monster seemed to have no remorse for it's killing spree. It just kept going through the house screaming and yelling. We hoped it didn't like the closet. It didn't seem to.
    It sucked up all our precious fur we had shed so carefully around the house--marking it lovingly as our own. All our fur was GONE! We hoped it would stop at the fur on the furniture and floor and not get hungrier for what we still had ON us but we couldn't be sure. So we continued to hide---sure any moment the monster would find us, would suck us into it and we would disappear.
   We learned. We knew the sucking monster would come out when the human would lure it with sweet smelling powder all over the floor. We ran and hid then because we are smart kitties and we know what comes next.

When the sucking monster is at last laid quiet--presumably to feed on what it has sucked up  on that day----we wait still for awhile and then come out watchfully, making sure it is really back in it's cage in the hall closet. Then we go about re-shedding everything it had sucked dry. Our fur is magical. The more we shed around the house the more the house is ours. And our human feels more comfortable. We think the sucking monster has told her that fur leavings are bad but she knows better. She knows it shows we love her and want her to take us with her everywhere----on her clothes, her coat and hat and socks. These are our little tokens of love for her.

So kitties when your human starts to spread around sweet smelling powder just know what will come next and HIDE as though your life depended on it. Because it truly does.

Miyako and Angelbaby