Zero

 Does zero mean nothing- I guess it does unless accompanied by a friendly numeral

Have you ever felt like a big zero- but think about it- a zero is beautiful- it’s round and completely connected to itself 

There’s lots of space inside a zero and zero even ends with the unbroken circle 

Zero would make a cute pet name

And remember the zero candy bar- sorry bad example 

You have zero chance of this happening 

You have zero in your account 

But you could easily turn that zero around 

You have zero cavities 

You have zero debt

It’s all in our outlook and perspective  

We are obviously taught to allot different meaning to words-but it’s not always one way to look at it

I had zero idea where I was going with this last illustrious letter Z

But as one looks back over the less challenging letters

We can always depend on good old Z to end with a zippididodi of a punch 

And so this brings the AZ challenge of 2023 to a conclusion- thanks for reading and encouragement I’ve experienced along the the way- congratulations to everyone for finishing or even trying! Happy writing 

Yesterday

 I’d have to go back but I seem to remember using Y for yesterday at least several times and in poetry form- so I shall try again

I took yesterday for granted- it never asked for an apology 

It only listened as I lamented- never showing the least inclination to say I told you so

In fact it held me like a wounded child and urged me to search ahead

Assuring me they would only be a thought away- really not even a breath 

Yesterday holds so much inside- not wanting me to dwell in the hurts and regrets or even the unspeakable joys

It only embraces my yearning glance back as it brushes away my tears

Extreme

 Okay please forgive my cheating way of mr X

It’s been my extreme pleasure to take part in the blogosphere az challenge once  again 

Each year old letter X is extremely challenging 

But it’s okay- when it gets to this point- it’s extremely hard not to be a little extra 

It’s kinda like expecting to think of something grand and different but  usually X doesn’t hit the spot

Poor x- it’s even abused more than it’s best friend Z

But that’s another sad story for another extremely zany day

Wisdom

 A few years ago I decided to write down for my children- life information- what had spoken to me - golden nuggets of truth and shadows of perhaps a few clues of what I had discovered in life

I knew I had a lot to say- I thought it would effortlessly flow- and my hand would get tired of the lengthy in-depth advice and guidance I was to bestow 

As I began the process- I noticed my hand wasn’t really moving- I literally had but a sentence or two on the page- the page I had envisioned to be wet with my tears of love for my children 

By now you realize I wasn’t able to articulate what I had in my heart and spirit- only something like stay close- forgive easily and go for your dreams 

I don’t think I even bothered to keep the futile entry of my imagined wisdom-

Value

 The value of things changes in our lives- what really is important to us shifts and other things move into more value and so on

What one day holds our hearts may differ as our individual lives grow and often times when it doesn’t appear our lives are in a good place 

Some things retain their value although to us they don’t offer the level of need or want they once did

Do we attempt to share things we value- such as our money and sometimes more valuable- our time

If we find it hard to value certain friendships- we can find they no longer exist

If we don’t value the lessons we learn along the way- we can all too often fall back in our journey 

So maybe if we try and identify what we truly value it will become clearest to our spirit just what and who we actually value 

*I don’t know how I got one step out of order so I am posting twice today

Understood

 One of the primal needs of humans- to be known heard understood 

We crave it we work for it we beg for it

We need it desperately almost spend our lives hoping for it

Some of us are blessed to find that understanding in many or perhaps just one

When we can’t find it we sometimes become self destructive 

Lashing out and even withdrawing- which ironically lessens our chances of being known 

We don’t exactly have that same fire to know others- finding our own efforts for validation too heavy to etch out the amount of time it would take to sincerely understand another 

The train

 As a child and quite frankly even now I pretend that I am rolling down the train tracks while safely tucked into my cabin bed on the train- 

As I had children I would sooth them to sleep with stories in my head and one of their favorites were the train sleeping stories 

There we were doing something that might as easily bring fear but in our small sleeping quarters we were utterly safe and protected 

The story didn’t include any sight seeing out the windows during the day’s travels nor any tales of imagined meals we would partake of at dinner 

Only white linens and pillows and blankets- and the sweet hum of wheels 

Ebbing us into the most peaceful of sleeps