Ritual

It’s a ritual, a ritual, turns out it’s habitual,

One of the pups, she shows up, most every day, rubs away, early morn, as if to say,

We’re here, don’t forget, is it breakfast time yet?

Slow start, from the heart, feels good, this little rub along my side, can’t decide why, just gonna remind, gotta remind, almost time again today,

The ritual, what’s your habitual? For me? Hard to miss, goes like this,

Let it shine bright bright today, fun to do, to say, start the day, again today, HOORAY~

Little Bits

Little bit a little bit, with it with it yeah, got to keep going,

Knowing or not knowing, show it or not showing, sort of sure pretty sure, for certain sure, this is the way, part of the way, everyone is running, trying to keep up,

Quipo quipo cama me quedara ella, OK apps, spin the bits up, around in another tongue, so fun to,

Throw down too, the bits, the quips, more than a little fun, there it’s spun, post be done, bit a tribute to Black Thought, icon.

Be At Peace

One of the simple lessons I take from this season, this Easter Season?

I am loved. I am forgiven. I am forever one of God’s children, Our Father, Our Mother indeed.

And as such, even as I struggle and search and strive and stumble,

Even still, each day, sometimes each hour I need to remind myself this,

Be at peace, for I am blessed, I am blessed by love and forgiveness,

And so it is.

Be at peace.

R.I.P. Roger Lud

He left a couple of days ago.

Three years and a couple months, three plus two since his kid brother, my father, passed on.

Roger Ludlum…our Uncle Rog…life-long resident of western New York. Le Roy. Caledonia.

He was a constant image of contentment, happiness, good times, family. I only spent a handful of times with him in my life….maybe half a dozen, maybe ten times we were together, and the last time, I can’t even remember when.

All that said, his image will always be burned into my memory, my soul, as a foundation of good. He had his personal challenges I know from stories told, he had some tragedies in his life…but in the not-so-often times I talked to him, he seemed a happy constant. Half full. Maybe a learned part of it from him.

One thing is for sure, for sure: He’ll always be a part of me. He’ll always part of what makes me beyond proud to call myself a Ludlum.

And now he and dad are together again…from Le Roy to now, now in the here-after.

GOD BLESS, Uncle Rog, and Rest In Peace.

How It Goes, Part 3

How did it end up?

Frustrated that my spare wheel didn’t fit my car, for some reason.

Frustrated to lose three hours on a Monday night.

Fortunate there was a tire shop at gas stop two.

Fortunate it wasn’t raining.

Witnessed a couple acts of kindness. Watched the world go by.

Grateful I didn’t flat on the highway.

Grateful for a relatively moderate inconvenience.

So all told all told, not really off the rails, that’s my take, my little lesson to share,

Look up in the sky, the air, I do simply declare, it was some Frustration and some Gratitude.

Ups and downs in life are certain, it’s certainly how we respond that matters most, that’s how it goes, that’s how it goes.

Lyrics Post: “Freedom ‘90’”

Wow. Or is it “Wham!”

So SO good. On several levels. Take a read. Take a listen. Decide for yourself. My toe was tapping pretty quick. And my hips were rocking. SHAKE IT.

“Freedom ’90”

I won’t let you down
I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound
It’s the one good thing that I’ve got
I won’t let you down
So please don’t give me up
‘Cause I would really, really love to stick around, oh yeah

Heaven knows I was just a young boy
Didn’t know what I wanted to be
I was every little hungry schoolgirl’s pride and joy
And I guess it was enough for me
To win the race? A prettier face!
Brand new clothes and a big fat place
On your rock and roll TV
But today the way I play the game is not the same
No way
Think I’m gonna get myself happy

I think there’s something you should know
I think it’s time I told you so
There’s something deep inside of me
There’s someone else I’ve got to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I don’t belong to you
And you don’t belong to me yea yea
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve gotta give for what you take
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve gotta give for what you take

Heaven knows we sure had some fun boy
What a kick just a buddy and me
We had every big shot good-time band on the run boy
We were living in a fantasy
We won the race
Got out of the place
I went back home got a brand new face
For the boys on MTV
But today the way I play the game has got to change
Oh yeah
Now I’m gonna get myself happy

I think there’s something you should know
I think it’s time I stopped the show
There’s something deep inside of me
There’s someone I forgot to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Don’t think that I’ll be back again
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man

All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I don’t belong to you
And you don’t belong to me, yea yea
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve gotta give for what you take
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve gotta give for what you take

Well it looks like the road to heaven
But it feels like the road to hell
When I knew which side my bread was buttered
I took the knife as well
Posing for another picture
Everybody’s got to sell
But when you shake your ass
They notice fast
And some mistakes were built to last

That’s what you get
That’s what you get
That’s what you get
I say that’s what you get
That’s what you get for changing your mind
That’s what you get for changing your mind

That’s what you get
That’s what you get
And after all this time
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes
Do not make the man

All we have to do now is take these lies
And make them true somehow
All we have to see is that i don’t belong to you
And you don’t belong to me yea yea
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve got to give for what you take
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You’ve got to give for what you take
Yea you’ve got to give for what you, give for what you give

May not be what you want from me
Just the way it’s got to be
Lose the face now
I’ve got to live I’ve got to live

How It Goes, Part 2

The turn of events, how do it start again? How did it start? Gonna get a little head, just a little ahead, gas on the way home, Monday Night.

On approach to gas stop one, long line, slow cars, too slow too slow, looking too slow and so,

Change of plan, change of plan, peel off from gas stop one, gonna try gas stop two, maybe a little quicker, gas stop two.

Was a little quicker to be sure, then in just a flicker, everything sideways and upside down and off the rails,

That’s how it goes, that’s how goes, in just a moment, you know this, off the rails, that’s how it goes.

Slow pull away from the pump, thump thump thump, oh no, I know that sound slow thump thump thump,

Flat tire flat tire thump thump thump, limp to a spot, a slot, to investigate, just can’t wait, ain’t getting home early, dogs’ll have to wait.

That’s how it goes, life says, WAIT!, no restraints gotta wait, adjust, to the moment to the moment, capitulate.

How It Goes, Part 1

The lead up to the event. Monday night, left work at a reasonable time, getting gas on the way home.

Who woulda thought such a run-a-the-mill errand would go sideways, then again,

That’s how it goes that’s how it goes, so often you know, that’s how it goes.

Trying to get a little done after work, upside down and things suddenly off the rail, how far how far, off the rails?

We’ll see we’ll see, that’s how it goes.

My Friend, God and Gisele

This story from my friend, Kim, captures the holy and sacred moment of God in the world, right now. Thank You, Kim; Thank You, Gisele.

“This Saturday I delivered Easter reusable bags to kids in our congregation. As I was driving I saw Gisele. She was in the midst of straightening her crown 👑(as every queen should).
It struck me, isn’t this how God is in the world?

God sneaks up in the midst of your daily tasks, in a parking lot of all places! In the monotony of it all— God says, “did ya notice me?”

I looped back around.
I pulled over and talked with Gisele— I told her I liked her crown. Her wearing it reminded me of beautiful Christian Iconography. I was grateful she was wearing it because it showed me God today.

She giggled and thanked me sweetly. I asked if she wanted some leftover communion that I had in my car. Yes please she said, we broke it and ate it. Really, none of this makes any sense. In my experience this is what God does.


God shows up in moments in my life whether I ready or not. Holy moments happen if I notice them or not, and they rarely make any sense. I know one thing for sure— they are always fleeting, and the circumstances change every time.

I’m only able to perceive the back side of God after God has already walked by, but I know when I’ve been in the midst of the Holy.
For me, that’s Easter.

The story makes no sense (except the women were there first, and had to do all the work to get everything ready 😉).

A poor Jewish dude and his 12 friends are going to start a 2,000 year revolution? That love is greater than death?

None of this make sense. But in this fleeting moment with Gisele, I know it to be true, even when i have more belief than answers.


Happy Easter to you my friends.
(This picture and story was shared with permission from Gisele).

AMEN AMEN.

This story shared with permission to HalffullAllgood.

Vigil to Resurrection: Love Wins

The Paschal Mystery, the Easter Miracle, have long been a wonder. A wonder to me, in any event.

How did that happen? Over the years I’ve thought long and hard, and prayed in earnest, waiting, hoping for a revelation.

After all these decades, for me the revelation is hope. For me the revelation is that in spite of it all, love wins.

Love could not be snuffed out; hope could not be snuffed out; the light still shown, love prevailed, evil and hate and fear did not get the last word.

Love did.

Love wins.