Monday, December 19, 2011

999 and counting/ Merry Christmas from Shay

Dear Readers,

I'm a little bit early, but you know how I get about rules. And so, Merry Christmas to all of you, and thank you sincerely for visiting my Word Garden and for reading what I create. I wish each and every one of you love and warmth in this, the holiday season.

The Word Garden Complaint Department, open every third Tuesday of even numbered months, from 3 a.m. until 3:15 a.m., has received a small complaint. I'm all over it! The complaint was this: Reader X would like me to step out from behind the curtain more often, show myself, dish a little.

Okay.

I deliver the mail. I'm tall (5'-11"). I wrote poetry between the ages of 18 and 26, then took a twenty year break before taking up the Bic again in 2006. I collect stuffed raccoons and coyotes. I also like Coke bears. I am currently spending huge gobs of my spare time watching dvd's of the old Mary Tyler Moore show. "Mister Grant!" lol. I can make almost anyone laugh, except my mother. I spoil my dog, Bosco, rotten. I am prone to moods.

But, back to Christmas. I was raised a Christian, but am emphatically not one anymore. Something about being bludgeoned with it and told I'm going to Hell for who I am and who I love. Take that stuff and stick it.

And yet...from the vivid dream I had in my twenties, about being visited by a beautiful angel and shown Heaven (so that I would know there was something more), to the prayer that did what no other power could do, which was to to allow me to stay sober for one more day (which has now grown to 26 years), God, or Goddess as I prefer to think of Her, has been a constant in my life.

And so, in this season of Christmas, I share this video with you. It does things to me. Maybe you will like it too. Then, please come back Tuesday for a special 1,000th Word Garden post. I just wish I had the faintest idea what to do for that!

Peace,

Shay Caroline

23 comments:

Mama Zen said...

Merry Christmas, Shay!

Brian Miller said...

i think you should read us one of your poems for 1000...cause i love reading them and would love to hear you read one...but that is just me...smiles...

merry christmas shay!

Lynn said...

Merry Christmas, Shay! And do you really collect stuffed raccoons and coyotes?

Whatever you do for your 1000th post will be perfect.

Hannah Stephenson said...

Happy Holidays, dear Shay! Fun to learn more about you.

ellen abbott said...

Nice to meet ya. Wonderful to know ya. Merry merry to you.

Daryl Edelstein said...

OK.. now its time for a new photo .. that one isnt new .. I am so glad you are you and I can count you as a friend!

Marion said...

Happy, Happy Holidays, Shay! Hey, I finally know another tall poet. (I'm 5'10 1/2"). Thanks for the bio. It's nice to know more about one of my favorite poets ever. xo

Kerry O'Connor said...

How I know we are kindred Gemini spirits (aside from the moodiness and failure to adhere to rules)... the print of the Lady of Shalott by Waterhouse on the wall behind you. I also am with you on the humanism which allows one to embrace the beautiful soul of the world without giving it a name, or a set of rules to follow. (There I go again)

It's good to SEE you, but we all KNOW your poetic mind..I'm looking forward to reading more of your writing in the future.

Marion said...

PS: That song is purely amazing. Thank you for sharing it. (I have that Waterhouse print, too). xo

nene said...

Feliz Navidad! I resent and reject anyone and any institution that attempts to inculcate me with a belief and faith with fear.

Interesting how a certain segment of our political landscape attempts to do the same trying to influence our way of thinking in that we need them to protect us.

These people are a Joke!


I have faith that there will come to be a balance to the reason of our existence

hedgewitch said...

Merry Christmas, dear friend. And I can't even really say bah humbug too loudly after that song--very peaceful and serene, and may some of that serenity stay with all of us, because in this world, we need it badly. Can't wait to see what form your one thousandth(!) post here at your fertile,lush Garden of Words will take.

Sioux said...

Shit, Shay. Your 1,000th poem can be one of your "everday" poems, because each of your poems is incredible.

I hope you have a marvelous end of the year.

And thanks for letting us in--a little. Someday, there is going to be a Fireblossom Writing Retreat (I can dream, can't I?) and I'm going to be there, with money in hand, one of the first registrants.

Sioux said...

I should have read my comment from the bottom to the top, and I would have found that typo. Yikes!

Your 1,000th poem could be one of your "everyday" poems, and it would be exquisite.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh I so enjoyed this, my friend. I love your honesty and realness. One thousand glorious posts, hey? I am so glad you took up the Bic again, you amazingly talented creature. I didnt know about the coyotes. I'll keep a lookout, hee hee! Cant wait for tomorrow because it will be a doozy! Reading your work has been one of the best things about this past year. Truly.

Caty said...

Merry Christmas to you too, Shay! What a beautiful song...can't wait to read your 1000th tomorrow :)

Sara said...

Oh, Shay...that song was so beautiful. I'm kind of like you regarding religion.I've seen its dark side, but also know there's something or someone who is there, full of love, peace and kindness. I've felt her touch.

It's nice to see YOU and to read about you. Although, I chuckled at the idea of stuffed raccoons and coyotes filling your house. There a story there and it might be in line with Stephen King:~)

I already know Bosco has the best mom and spoiling a dog is a gift from the Goddess:~) and lastly, who isn't prone to "moods?"

I will come back tomorrow. I can't believe it's your 1,000th post. That's amazing. You should use put the words, "This is my 1,000th Word Garden post. Can you beat that?" Happy holidays, my friend!

mac said...

Merry Christmas, Shay.

I feel odd seeing a thank you from you. It is I who should thank you.

Whoever made the complaint is a silly one. You have shared so much of yourself here, in this word garden. You have saved me from the depths of sorrow much more than I can ever count. I have cried over your words more than I care to admit. You are a beautiful soul, and a fine lady.

Thank you Shay.

mac said...

PS

My brother (yeah, the buttheaded one) has an actua coyote stuffed in his living room. It's kind of hideous ;-)

TALON said...

I wish you joy and happiness always, Shay.

HermanTurnip said...

Merry Christmas, Shay!

I meant to stop by just to wish you a Merry Christmas. Glad I did! Great write-up. And don't get too worked up about the commercialism of Christmas. It's more important that you spend time with friends and family rather than spending time buying crap that nobody really needs.

Feeling down? Do what I'm doing right now: listening to Paul Simon's "Graceland" album. It's an instant pick-me-up :-)

Lolamouse said...

Merry Christmas Shay! And Happy Hanukkah from your little Jewish mouse! Your poems are a gift every time I read one.

myheartslovesongs said...

LOVE the song ~ it gave me chills! every day is a day to celebrate making it... one more day, one more step, one more breath. may the Goddess bless you, my friend. ♥

Helen said...

Every single second of that music .. a gift from the Goddess for all of us. We are the lucky ones having you in our lives!