You ask me to stay the night…….

May 22, 2013 in Uncategorized

You ask me if you can stay the night,

I have doubts  as I know this is going to end in heartbreak.

How many times are we going to pretend all is right.

When morning comes  one of us stay behind with the pain and regret.

Come  evening you stand in front of me asking me to stay the night.

How can I deny my heart, you ask me?

How can I deny my body what it craves, you ask me?

How can I deny you when I am falling once again at your feet.

You ask me if you can stay  the night, you miss me.

You ask me if you can stay the night,

but what happens after the night?

 

You ask me if you can stay the night

but tonight I am denying  my heart , as I hear it break,

tonight I am denying my body as it craves you, I feel the emptiness creeps in.

 

You look at me with hurt in your eyes as I deny you,

but the worse thing of all is I have never denied you my love, heart

loyalty, warmth  or smile but you yes you my love, have denied me more

then once  your love.

 

Only in the night for a few hours could I feel  your love, heart, loyalty or see your smile,

In that moment  I know I am yours for life.

 

In the morning you leave as a thief in the night only to return to me

In the night again.

Is that how much I am worth to you? Only a warm companion for the night.

Tonight, no you can’t stay as it will only be heartache for me.

 

You turn away only to return the next night asking,

me if you can stay the night?

 

 

 

LR 2013

Carrot,egg or coffee……

March 14, 2013 in Uncategorized

Grandmother says… Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; “Which are you?”

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point,grandmother?”

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.

“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?

Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?

—AUTHOR UNKNOWN —

Grandmother says... Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; "Which are you?"</p>
<p>A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.</p>
<p>Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.</p>
<p>In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, "Tell me what do you see?"</p>
<p>"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.</p>
<p>She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.</p>
<p>After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.</p>
<p>Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. "What's the point,grandmother?"</p>
<p>Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity--boiling water--but each reacted differently.</p>
<p>The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.</p>
<p>The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.</p>
<p>"Which are you?" she asked her granddaughter.</p>
<p>"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"</p>
<p>Think of this: Which am I?</p>
<p>Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?</p>
<p>Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?</p>
<p>Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?</p>
<p>Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.</p>
<p>When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?</p>
<p>---AUTHOR UNKNOWN —

So alleen,so verlate

January 25, 2013 in Uncategorized

So alleen, so verlate so stap ek deur hierdie

dorre woestyn van my  lewe.

Hoeveel keer moet ek val  en opstaan

net om weer geslaan te word met harde woorde.

Hoeveel keer moet ek deur dieselfde emosies gaan.

Hoeveel keer moet ek deur dieselfde episodes gaan.

Elke episode is dit net iemand anders wat dieselfde woorde

dieselfde optrede openbaar teen oor my.

Elke keer verloor ek ‘n bietjie van myself.

My menswees, nee my vrouwees word vertrap,

‘n harde mens soos die kaktus in die woestyn kom te vore.

Ek kruip agter my verslawing om te vergeet van die seer, die eensaamheid,

die verlatenheid , die teleurstelings van die lewe.

Daar was oomblikke wat ek gevoel om te lewe is nie genoeg nie,

om alles tot niet te maak, sal beter wees as al hierdie seer.

Is daar ‘n pleister vir al die seer van gister?

Is daar ‘n verband om die seer van gister te heel?

Ek wil so graag ‘n pad vind om uit hierdie varlate woestyn

te gaan, om te kan lewe.

Ek smag na die water van die lewe.

Om te lewe vol uit sonder enige verwyte, met liefde  en vrede.

Maar dit is wensdenkery, want ek kyk om my,sien

net die verlatenheid van die woestyn.

 

So alleen, so verlate sonder enige hoop vir vernadering.

 

LR 2013

Jesus maak heel……..

November 12, 2012 in Uncategorized

n Vrou…

n Vrou is geskape met die skoonheid van n roos,
met n lieflike reuk – sy is sag, broos
Vra net respek en soms troos
En n goeie man om haar te beskerm & te liefkoos

Haar oe so blink soos di sterre aan die hemelruim,
Sy is die mooiste blom uit God se tuin

Sy is geskape uit di rib van n man,
As n maat vir hom – om wanneer hy wil opgee,
sy hom kan ondersteun, en se JY KAN

Sy is geskape as n moeder, sag, lief en teer,
die 1 wat haar kinders di waarde vd lewe leer
Wat hul leer v Jesus, van reg n verkeerd,
di een wat troos n hul beskerm, want di lewe is soms wreed

Di kroon van God se skepping,
di een wat alles bymekaar hou,
n prinses, n liefling -
Sy is n VROU. *S*

Photo: n Vrou... </p>
<p>n Vrou is geskape met die skoonheid van n roos,<br />
met n lieflike reuk - sy is sag, broos<br />
Vra net respek en soms troos<br />
En n goeie man om haar te beskerm & te liefkoos </p>
<p>Haar oe so blink soos di sterre aan die hemelruim,<br />
Sy is die mooiste blom uit God se tuin </p>
<p>Sy is geskape uit di rib van n man,<br />
As n maat vir hom - om wanneer hy wil opgee,<br />
sy hom kan ondersteun, en se JY KAN </p>
<p>Sy is geskape as n moeder, sag, lief en teer,<br />
die 1 wat haar kinders di waarde vd lewe leer<br />
Wat hul leer v Jesus, van reg n verkeerd,<br />
di een wat troos n hul beskerm, want di lewe is soms wreed </p>
<p>Di kroon van God se skepping,<br />
di een wat alles bymekaar hou,<br />
n prinses, n liefling -<br />
Sy is n VROU. *S*

Klaar, verby

October 28, 2012 in Uncategorized

Wanneer ek naby jou is, is my hart rustig,

Ver van jou en ek voel onrustig.

Naby jou voel ek dat alles reg is met die wereld,

Ver van jou en ek voel of ek in die woestyn is.

Naby jou maar ook nie naby genoeg nie.

Ver van jou en ek is meer alleen as ooit.

Wat gaan dit vat om naby jou te kom?

Hoeveel keer gaan ek vir myself lieg?

Ek het aanvaar , finaal besluit om die deur

te sluit na my hart, die plek waar net jy bly.

By die watervalle  het  ek my bagasie afgepak,

myself laat meevoer met die skoonheid van die natuur.

Jy was daar maar dit het nie saak gemaak nie,

Want ek het jou gesien vir wie en wat jy nou is.

Hoe kon ek so blind wees en net met krummels tevrede wees?

Ek weet nou dat ek sonder jou nog beter is nie,

Maar ek weet met jou sal ek die beste wees.

Toeval of my toekoms gaan dit nie maklik maak om

My van jou te laat vergeet nie.

Die oomblikke wat ek naby jou was tussen al die mense

was oomblikke vir ‘n eendag van alleenheid.

Met jou maat langs jou en ek oorkant die tafel,

Het ek geweet dit moet nou finaal wees.

Niks kan vir altyd so wees nie.

Ek het afskeid geneem van ‘n lewe wat solank aan jou verbind was,

Al was dit net in gedagtes en nie in dade altyd.

Ek kan nie verstaan die hoekoms nie maar ek

Weet verseker ek is sterker en die toekoms lyk mooi.

Met die gesuis van die magtige watervalle het ek jou laat gaan.

Van die hoogste punte na die laagste.

Jy het nie meer ‘n houvas op my hart nie.

Jy het ‘n ander lewe, waar ek nie deel is nie.

Ek wens jou geluk en voorspoed vir julle almal.

Naby jou voel ek alles en nog meer,

Ver van jou voel ek net die seer sonder jou.

Ek is klaar , dis verby.

LR 2012

My rock

October 13, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

You are my rock amidst the storms,

 

The storms that life throws at us.

 

In time of crisis , I always seem

 

To turn to you, my rock.

 

In my quiet times my mind

 

Always wanders to you.

 

In moments of happiness, I long

 

For you to be there  to share in it.

 

 

 

Just as I am about to settle in

 

The rhythm of my life,

 

Life throws me a curve ball.

 

In those moments I look towards

 

You, my rock .

 

You who have been, standing tall

 

Always steadfast, always there to help.

 

 

 

Even though fate has not made it easy

 

On us, you are always my constant companion.

 

Even though fate saw it fit to let us

 

Cross paths but never being an us, not

 

In this life, I think, maybe in the next.

 

 

 

Fate has arranged that one storm or another always

 

Bring us together.

 

My rock, always ready to help, to fight

 

To protect, to love, always standing tall

 

Amidst the storms of life.

 

 

 

My rock in life.

 

 

 

LR 2012

Spring, time to de clutter all the clutter…..

September 20, 2012 in Uncategorized

So what have you done this spring differently then the previous ones?  For me personally the winter of 2012 was tough for me, I have not felt so cold like this year. Maybe it’s my age but I am still young. I lost almost twenty kilos so far so I have also lost the fat. That will make more sense to me. I couldn’t wait for springs arrival as I was missing the sun., the beautiful skies and the warmer days and also the first spring rains. The first spring rains always seems to wash the winter away and announce the new season. Everything smells fresh clean and new. So with this new energised feeling I decided to start something I have been putting off for awhile. I am going to de clutter my life  and while I am at it try to de clutter my work and home life with all the useless stuff that I gather. My plan is simple take each drawer each day and sort it out. I have a confession to make and that is that I am a hoarder. Almost anything and everything is being put away for some day that it will serve it’s purpose  but as almost every one know that one day  never come.The clutter also makes me emotionally drained. I have read somewhere that all the clutter also clutter your spirit, well I can believe it. I look around me and see all the stuff that I have been hoarding and it just takes up space and energy as there is never enough space.  So this spring it is all about cleaning  out and hopefully trying  to keep everything tide neat and in it’s place.  I will try.  I will try to keep you updated at my progress but for now I am going to say good bye as my lunch is calling me.

Hope that this spring will bring new seasons in your life.   :)

LR 2012