Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
My mother has been visiting with us for a couple of weeks. On the seventh of April, she will be eighty-seven years young. I still learn from her, as I hope she learns from me. At every stage in life we have wisdom to impart. She is lovely, this one. Like a vintage china cup
I came upon a frozen pond; it seemed the perfect slate to pen my dreams, as if etched in sparkling glass. If I were young, the blades of my skates would tell the story, all the dashing back and forth across the ice. I am older now, and there are other stories to be told;
Recently, we had a few snow showers; it was just enough snow to cover my pink camellias, a hearty bunch, impervious to the winter chill. My camellias bloom from November to April, defying the cold temperatures. I believe there are lessons to be learned from these beautiful flowers. We too, must face many a wintry
Whichever way you choose to go, there will be those who do not understand; choose anyway. The walk you walk is yours alone; these are the steps that matter. In life, there will always be questions; the answers must come from within. Steer clear of the noise, the voices that drown out your own; remain
Sometimes, the streams in life seem icy-cold; we stand mid-stream, afraid to move. There is always the fear of falling. The stream makes its way to a river, the ebb and flow of life, moving us forward. We cannot see around the bend; all we can do is take it one step at a time.
How lovely it is to step outdoors into the light. How lovely to look up at the sun, a radiant expression of a new day. Like a cup of tea with a spoon of golden honey, it warms the soul. Above, a hawk glides, so sure, so steady, such mastery of the sky. The trees
It is time to cast off from the dock of 2020; we are about to set sail into a new year, a year full of adventure and promise. There is something magical about setting out on a new venture. You look back at the shoreline, and remember where you have been. Then, you take a
Once upon a Christmas tree, we hang our lovely trinkets; a medley of shimmering stars cast their glow. Glass angels sparkle in the fairy lights; they remind us to keep the faith. Atop the tree, an angel in white, admonishes our hearts to stay strong. A keeper of the evergreen branches, she is wise and
When it comes to Christmas, I think we all have a storybook vision of what Christmas should look like; this is a vision created early in our childhood, and it is wrapped in the memories of all of our Christmastimes strung together. It is a unique vision because we all have different family customs and
The year 2020, has certainly been a difficult one in so many ways; now, the holidays have arrived, and before long, we will embark on a new year altogether. As I think about the upcoming season, I am reminded of the old English rhyme which names the things a bride should wear and carry, on