The New Name. by: George W. Carey

The New Name
By: George W. Carey

Man struggling up to the sunlight,
Up from the mire and clay,
Fighting through wars and jungles,
And sometimes learning to pray---
And sometimes a king with a scepter,
And sometimes a slave with a hod;
Some people call it Karma,
And others call it God.

A beggar ragged and hungry,
A prince in purple and gold,
A palace gilded and garnished,
A cottage humble and old---
Ones hopes are blighted in blooming,
One gathers the ripened pod---
Some call it fate or destiny,
And others call it God.

Glimmering waters and breakers,
Far on the Horizon's rim,
White sails and seagulls glinting
Away til the sight grows dim,
And shells, spirit painted with glory,
Where seaweeds beckon and nod---
Some people call it Ocean,
And others call it God.

Cathedral and domes uplifting,
Spires pointing up to the Sun,
Images, altars and arches,
Where kneeling and penance are done---
From organs grand anthems are swelling,
Where the true and the faithful plod,
Some call it Superstition,
While others call it God.

Visions of beauty and splendor,
Forms of a long-lost race,
Sounds of faces and voices,
From the fourth dimension of space---
And on through the universe boundless,
Our thoughts go lightning shod---
Some call it Imagination,
And others call it God.

Acids and alkalis acting,
Proceding and acting again,
Operating, transmuting, fomenting,
In throes and spasms of pain---
Uniting, reacting, creating,
Like souls "passing under the rod"---
Some people call it chemistry,
And others call it God.

Vibration of Etheric Substance,
Causing light through regions of space,
A girdle of Something, enfolding,
And binding together the race---
And words without wires transmitted,
"Ariel"--- winged, spirit-sandled and shod---
Some call it Electricity,
And others call it God.

Earth redeemed and made glorious,
Lighted by Heaven within,
Men and angels face to face,
With never thought of sin---
Lion and lamb together,
In flowers that sweeten the sod---
Some of us call it Brotherhood,
And others call it God.

And now the sixth sense is open.
And we have rent the veil,
And we no longer wander,
We have ransomed the "Holy Grail".
To all of life's phases and changes,
Along all new paths to be trod,
We will recognize only one power---
One present, Omnipotent God.

01012013 / Conquering Chaos

January 1, 2013:

This will be my year to try to conquer chaos.  I want to get a dayplanner and really use it.  I want to keep lists,, and charts and scrapbooks so my children will remember their childhoods even after they start to forget them.  I want to become more organized.  I want to start a "Wish (What I Should Have) List", and start checking things off it.  I want my children to do the same.  I want to arrive early, or at the very least, on-time...I want to assign chores and make my children accountable for completing them.  I want to set and achieve reasonable goals for myself and try to teach my children to do likewise.  I want to set up a budget and stick with it.  I want to share this process with my children so that they can begin to understand the value of a dollar and learn how to be fiscally responsible.  I want to start a family tradition.  I want to spend more quality 1 on 1 time with each of my children and encourage their relationships with each other.  I want to see them be happy, excited and even sometimes sad for each other.  I want to see empathy come from my children towards one another and all others...Then, somehow, I feel, all will be right with the world..How's that for starters???

My Haircut: November 8, 2102

Today I got a haircut.

Phase 1 in taking back my life.  I wanted to feel pretty, I wanted to feel pampered.  I wanted to take care of me.  So I made a makeover consult with a great friend.  This was perhaps impulsive or perhaps not so impulsive, but the results of many years of suppression.  In either case, the results are the same...I LOVE it!  When I asked her how much I owed her, she refused.  She told me that I deserved it, and what's more, she convinced me that I did.  Thank you Jen!

First she cut off my ponytail.

Then she colored my hair.

After having the solutions rinsed out of my hair (during which time there were a couple of moments of downright anticipatory panic, like when I held the almost white strands of my hair in my hand and wondered..."What was I thinking???"  Or the first time that I touched the length of it at the nape of my neck.) she proceeded to cut, blow dry, and straighten my hair.  Here is the end result.

I totally Love it!