When I look at the continental divides of my generational family, it looks more like the San Andreas Fault rather than the Everything Fits Neatly Into Little Boxes In A Tree fairy tale series I tried to squeeze it into. Those store-bought baby albums didn’t accommodate divorced and remarried grandparents… or any other deviation from…
Category: Pink Dot Detour
Whiplash
Are you feeling the whiplashes? Our eyes, our minds, our hearts, our souls bounce between the Gargoyles in the Catholic church. There is only one way to disrupt an infinite do loop, and God has that power. Line up Evolution with Creation in 2001: Space Odyssey Then travel to Drumheller to look at ancient dinosaur…
Our Father…
Our Father Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil….
Don’t Assume
Don’t assume you know exactly what is going on in my life based on what you see. Do I know your fears, your hurts, your shame? What runs around in your brain like a terrified filly during those lonely twenty minutes before you fall asleep? What things have you done that you deeply regret? What…
The Calling
It’s out of the blue … yet it isn’t. You asked, but you completely forgot. You had to. Why? To let go of the preconceived notion of what a bird in my hand means. That baby would fly. And that wasn’t The Calling. The Calling was on February 13th, 2020 around 11AMish. Carly pulled. I…
I am a storyteller
I am a storyteller. Many years ago when I asked myself “Who am I?” I didn’t know the answer. I raced back and forth, searching frantically for myself when I should have stood still. Hindsight is 20/20 but at least I began my exploration of Self. This is my story. As I have said multiple…
My World
Chapter 6 Verse 21 I took the above photo yesterday and asked you what it means to me. It can mean anything to you; artful dried flowers, abject failure, the colours of summer. In a world where the temperature has just been turned up, giving up. Resignation. Defeat. Or rest, breathe, try again? Do you…
How do you know?
Tell me what this picture represents to me. Not you. Me. What am I saying here? Lisa Dawn
I said I could
… and I did. I’m not quite sure where this is starting, but it isn’t @ 2:22PM today. It really goes back before the blog – or any form of my blog – existed. But it was then that I started to capture the story – late 2015 when I first began to connect with…
My graffiti with punctuation.
This guy does it well: Fr. Casey Cole Yes. Yes I did notice how cute he is but we aren’t going there. He’s a priest! And, not old enough to recognize the Benny Hill theme! LOL! Lisa Dawn Quote attributed to Fr. Casey Cole.
What is a born-again Christian?
What is a born-again Christian? All of us have a completely different mental image pop into our head with those words. For some, it will be a pleasant experience; for others, it will mock their very existence. To someone who has seen the light, that rush of warmth and love and peace rolls back in. …
Turn off the television!
Someone asked me what little tweak made the biggest difference in my life. It’s hard to choose just one, as my yellow brick road follows a path similar to an elaborate connect the dots puzzle. Rather than pick one habit, let me take you on a journey of how I adapted to pull myself out…
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