http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog Evelyn Klebert's Web Blog Fri, 15 Aug 2008 23:14:59 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en At times I fight what is, thrash and claw and wish things were different. More than sure there are easier choices, choices that might lead me in a different direction. At times I struggle against what I know is my road, then I stop and breathe deeply knowing it isn't in me to be anyone ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/101 What choice do I make, when I turn away? When I heed a different call. Is it better to cling or just let things gently float away as the currents of life sweep us along. I'm not so sure why it is, that paths cross and touch, sometimes just briefly. And then what was needed is done, and even as ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/100 I cast a net into the ocean,sure of what I'll catch,but time and fate and winds of change bring back the unforeseen.I mark a page in my journal,confident of what my life will bring,but twists and turns and stumbles unknownlead down an unexpected road.I see myself in a passing glimpse,in ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/97 I prepare for attack, arm myself for my nemesis, readied for a long prepared-for battle, guarded to the hilt to extremes. Readied for the person who bears the brunt of my grievances, who carries the burden, the responsibility for my ills. Readied for attack, But then you're here, not as I've imagined, not as I've armed against, but beaten down and humbled ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/95 I wrestled with the past today, like an old coat that didn't fit. It scratched and rubbed my skin raw, with tearing and untidy threads. The garment had all but lost its shape, simply an irritating echo of what once was. The tangled threads no longer making sense, only still around to remind me of old pain. I ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/92 Surprises and unexpected moments, when you are sure all is predictable. When the hours ahead and days stretch forward with no anticipation, a sudden unforeseen meeting. An uncharted bend in the road that gives just everything a new complexion. A seed sown where ground was believed to be infertile and barren. Truly the mystery of life, that place ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/90 Hello out there! I just wanted to announce that I've been updating my Always Halloween Page. In addition to a lengthy rather creepy story called The Soul Shredder I've added a new slide show of pictures I took at some famous New Orleans Cemeteries. So if anyone is need ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/89 He is dressed in his finery, a welcome consort. One who will spin you adroitly in twists and unexpected turns on the dance floor. He will listen to your grievances, be a constant companion if you so desire. Fanning the flames of resentment, anger, even blind and insane hatred if you wish to travel so far. But if ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/88 It's really hard to see, through an infant's eyes, the world around seems so confined. But there are hands there to keep you safe, a voice and arms that teach this new world is truly filled with kindness and love. It's really hard to remember, as the rush of living wants to sweep you along, remember that somewhere there ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/85 One of those days when thinking becomes wrapped around a pole. Crazy thoughts become sane in the filtered light, and wild emotions look justified in the setting sun. For that crazy moment, the world tilts, and danger lurks so close, beckoning a rash, faltering, flawed decision. One breath, one minute, one hour holding back makes all the difference. In one ... http://www.cornerstonepublishers.com/evelyn/blog/archives/84