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The night comes
As the darkness comes, the night comes It comes from the sun leaving The space where we can visualize it The night comes but it is not a switch The tides role, the clouds move The moon comes away from its slumber The night gently crawls to its place The clouds float around They keep watch on all that is below The birds trade off and the owls come out It time for the wise owl to take…

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Seen
Sometimes you are seen Sometimes you are not I have learned to not be seen My revelance is not important In any field I am It does not mean I do not matter It means that it is better to be quiet Than to just flat out be ignored Someone does not want my voice I will keep it to myself Never to reach out again I will not be ignored I also will not fight anymore to be heard It does no…
Day 250#: Rose-Crowned Fruit Dove
Today's animal of the day is the Rose-Crowned Fruit Dove (Ptilinopus regina)!
Photo credit: Mat Gilfedder
Also known as Swainson's or the pink-capped fruit dove, this species of dove is native to the tropical rainforests of southern Indonesia as well as northern and eastern Australia. These colorful birds have whitish-gray heads and necks with a bright pink patch of feathers on the tops of their heads that are bordered by a ring of yellow, hence their name. Their wings are green while their underbellies are yellowish-orange with another pink patch of feathers in the center.
Photo credit: Bjørn Christian Tørrissen
Unlike the Wompoo fruit dove, which I covered on day 210#, the rose-crowned fruit dove is a member of the genus Ptilinopus, which contains all of the "true" fruit doves. Like its close relatives, this species' diet consists mostly of fruit (what a surprise), such as those from various types of palms and vining plants. The species was first described by English naturalist William Swainson, which is where the bird's alternative common name comes from. However, Swainson originally believed this species to be just a color variant of the gray-green fruit dove, which is native to the Society Islands of French Polynesia.
Beauty within
The rose hibernates Its beauty is within Unexposed while it gathers The sun plays a role The water and rain come The rose continues to gather Its root reaches down deep Soaks up all the nutrients From deep within It does not need prompts It can just be and flourish Through the wind and weather The rose continues to get ready The earth is changing Changing seasons while the rose…

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The Lake
The lake was frozen this year It laid waiting for the sun to warm it up The sun to sparkle on all it is The lake is a place I travel The lake is where the quiet lays It is where the flowers will bloom But right now It is covered with ice What hides within? The beauty and crispness of the air I could stay here forever One day I will The trees overshadow the lake They watch over it…
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Poetry and inner work
It is a Wednesday and I am at the coffee shop. I have spent the last few hours working on math. The dreaded statistics class. I am glad I got as far as I could. This past weekend I explored some things on my own. I went to a play and I went to a poetry workshop. As I sit here, I see my reflection of my necklace and it says the Ho’oponono saying on it. I am very proud of where I am in my life. I…
Wolf grin and tiger growl
I just want truth in my life. I just want to be able to get up in the morning and know that I am living my true life. I do not want to feel like I am anyone less than who I was created to be. I want to surround myself with people who will cheer me on in my journey. The truth of this life is that we are to be there for each other. I abandoned my life to help others. I abandoned thinking that…
Proud
Last night I was walking back to my car from my college class. A class I have had to drop and a class that I have failed several times. The “last class.” The last class until I have earned my BA in child development. My nemesis, if you will. As I passed the very familiar tennis courts on the way to my car, a tear started to fall. A tear of pride. You see, not far, less than a quarter mile from…

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In honor of...Mrs. Peckham
This past week a very special person past away. My middle school English teacher fought the fight of breast cancer for over 30 years and it finally won. She was a fighter, she was the original fighter. She was the strongest woman I have ever met. Her personality was strong and tenacious and she left a deep impression on my heart. I met this Scottish woman when I was in middle school. I had heard…
I went back for her
Today, I went back for the 16 year old version of me. It was a weird feeling. It was a bag of mixed feelings. I have a lot of healing to do. But I also feel like I am finally finding my voice in it all. I am finding that I had the voice, it came out here and there for certain things. Mainly to defend others. Now it is my time to defend me. To stand up for me. To be there for me. I may…