Faithful Forty: Day 40

Faithful Forty: Day 40 (Azra)

Ok folks, my mom nearly twisted my arm to write this thing called, blog post.

She said people might listen to reason coming from me, because I’m adorable. So, here goes:

I understand Jesus Christ fasted, I guess, didn’t eat much – which I find hard to imagine, for 40 days and forty nights . The way Jesus talks about it to me, is, sometimes, you need to empty in order to fill up again with better things. Like, when my food bowl is empty. I’m flying by the seat of my pants here…

I guess, you can also hear better with all the silence… Heaven to my sensitive ears. I imagine walking alongside with Jesus keeping Him company… I would have scared that awful snake that tried to tempt Him. I look small, but my bark is big.

When I observe humans around me, I think it’s possible to mentally, spiritually, and emotionally fast. But humans don’t understand this simple concept: listen more, talk less; love unconditionally because this is true love; help others, because trust me, you’d want them to help you; listen to silence, it’s your best council. Simple.

I think I like writing blog posts… I’m asking my mom to let me write another post soon. So humans, are you listening?

Many blessings 🙏🏼, Azra

Faithful Forty: Day 39

I know it’s in there somewhere

Little Nia knows… You just gotta keep looking.

The irony is, it’s right in front of my face: my eyeglasses, my sunglasses, my wallet, my keys; but I don’t have the luxury of looking in my slippers!

What about the really important stuff?

In the last two days, as I near my fortieth day of celebrating and observing lent 2021, I’ve noticed a plethora of emotions: from deep contemplation, to light, and fun stuff.

Today, Nia reminds me, that my life does have deep and spiritual richness, but also, a light, funny and child-like innocence. Thank you little Nia, for reminding me: some days it’s really about letting loose, laughing, and looking for missing objects in my slippers!

Many blessings – Sandi, Nia, Benji, Azra, Missy, and Gandy, to name a few🙏🏼.

Faithful Forty: Day 38

Be Love Not Fear

This post is dedicated to my brother Reve. I miss you little brother. R.I.P.: 8/28/2010.

Today, 3/27/’21, I’m thinking about my brother – he would have turned 43 today. 🎉🥳🤗♈💞.

Things I learned from my younger and only brother:

  • Don’t be stupid
  • Don’t judge other people
  • Don’t turn someone away; especially if you’re the only one that can help them
  • It’s ok to talk about the bad shit
  • It’s okay to speak your mind; just be decent about it.
  • Pray more, worry less
  • Listen to music
  • Dance to music
  • Sing a song, even if it’s off-key
  • Spend time in nature
  • Love on your animals
  • Rescue animals
  • Be kind, don’t be blind
  • Wear sunglasses that protect you from the blinding sun, but that also look cool
  • Do things that feel good, but don’t harm yourself or others
  • Don’t do drugs
  • Say no when you want to/or should
  • Live your life your way
  • Accept yourself
  • Laugh, laugh harder
  • Forgive others
  • Forgive yourself
  • Love yourself FIRST 🙏🏼

♈ is the first sign of the zodiac. Both of us are Ariens… He was the kinder one! I learned so much from him. There’s so much more I could list here. But for now, these things live in my heart, and Reve, you will always live in my heart.

Thanks for stopping by! May your day be sweet, safe, happy, and strong! Many blessings 🙏🏼 – Sandi

Faithful Forty: Lenten Poetry

Lent 2021 Poetry

The falling leaves

have drifted gently in

the breeze

Mixing with the earth

the ground fertile

mixing with air

Becoming one with

the sun

and being dipped into soft

burning embers

a spring filled with light

and in all I can delight

Why then, does my heart tear?

A look around,

my empathy flares

a look around,

beauty surrounds

Where too then shall my

Thoughts go,

If not with you in the end?

©Sandi Martinez

faithful forty: day 35

Azra (LF) and Nia

“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
― Khalil Gibran

Faithful Forty: Day 33

Hyacinths

My mom and I went plant-shopping today… I’m so looking forward to planting these beauties. I also bought a rose bundle. Soon, it will sprout beautiful and vibrant petals; proof that spring is here.

Very rarely do I intentionally shop for plants and flowers. I just felt inspired and couldn’t ignore the warming and gorgeous days as of late out here in northern New Mexico. Who could?!

I like planting bulbous plants because they’re perennial – in this case, hyacinths. They bloom once every year, and it’s great to have something to look forward to. I’m not a plant pro, but I like getting my hands dirty, and seeing the results right before my eyes!

I am looking forward to updating my handiwork, but in the meantime, what are you going to plant this spring? Can be literal or figurative…

Happy planting! Many blessings, Sandi.

Faithful forty: day 32

3/20/201 – Spring New Mexico

“I don’t know why you are writing that.” BlueOne said blandly.

“I don’t know why you keep interrupting me.” Replied BlueTwo

“They won’t believe you.” BlueOne’s tone became rigid.

“You seem worried?” BlueTwo’s tone became kinder; softer somehow.

“I’m not worried. I’m thinking you’re wasting your time writing that.”

BlueTwo continued tapping at the keys. Sometimes making notes on a brilliant white piece of paper. And then switching back to the keypad.

“Do you see these flowers?” asked BlueTwo.

“They are right in front of me. I don’t think I became blind in the last five minutes.” BlueOne became sarcastic and sour.

“They are the product of God’s great gift. And, if they can’t be denied by other humans, then why are you so bored with God’s creation?”

BlueOne paused, deep in thought. “I don’t see flowers BlueTwo, you know that.”

“What do you see?”

“Humans stop seeing things that are beautiful – God’s blessings. In every shade of color, in every drop of water. In each sliver of blinding light in sun rays. In every fragrant breeze that carries the earth’s breath. That’s what I see.

“This is why I write this. To remind humanity of the goodness of every living thing around them. Including other humans. Animals. The earth. Why should we give up?” BlueTwo’s tone became both somber and compassionate at the same time.

“The word GOD, doesn’t impress many people.” BlueOnes’s tone became increasingly bland.

“Go then BlueTwo. We are not here to judge and scamper all over humanity. Today is marked as the first day of spring. When flowers start to bloom, and leaves begin their descent into their own 3D world. When humans start planting their gardens and flowers, and laying down grass and celebrating the new and all things ‘beginning’. I don’t need your help. I don’t need your pessimism. Humans already struggle with this daily – every second. Those who have a relationship with God/supreme being/higher power/great spirit/buddha/Dalai Lama, and so on, have one thing in common and never changes: God lives in everything, and in everyone.” BlueTwo reached to touch the pink and vibrant flowers. Their glow emanated a strange effervescence.

Speechless, BlueOne also reached down to caress the petals, and looked up to the sky. When he looked back at BlueTwo, his eyes had changed to a yellowish gold, with yellow streaks shooting across his face.

Faithful Forty: Day 31

Two chickpeas in a pod: Marissa, (left) and Ana.

Whooooosh… what a day! I’ve been enjoying my time visiting with my sis and her family. These two chickadees, gave me a run for my something… I laughed pretty hard today. Something I really needed and find I don’t do often enough.

Marissa is 16, going on 35. Ana, is 13, going on 25. I learn so much from these two. Today, we learned (as I was reminded) that sweating the small stuff distracts you and makes you forget the big stuff. If you don’t handle the small stuff with as much oooomphh as you can, what about the big stuff?

We chatted about how easily broken human beings can be. How easy it is to break skin; getting seriously ill; breaking bones; and a slew of other ailments. As depressing as this may sound (and it is), we realized that humans weren’t guaranteed endless amounts of strength and miraculous instantaneous healing, or snap-to-it genius.

We’re all just trying to figure it out as we go along.

This is my biggest, most important reminder as of late. Human, just trying to figure it out along the way.

Many blessings folks, and remember: You Are Only Human. We are heroes only to ourselves… unless you’re my nieces doing and saying amazing things that are surprising, coming from such young ladies! 🙂

Faithful Forty: Day 29

It’s all in the details

Today, I realized how fuzzy my mind can really get. Some might even call it, absent-mindedness. This pic was taken today. Can you guess what is really in this image?

That’s how life can be. We are extraordinarily stretched. So too can be our perception. What is our reality, can be someone else’s insanity.

It’s the same with what I think I heard. Just recently I was on the phone chatting away, while waiting for my car to get fixed. The person on the other end was watching over my fur-kids. I heard: ‘they’re a problem.’ What was really said: ‘I’m having fun.’ How did I get that so mixed up?

Well, I don’t like being human, but there it is. I’m only human. Next time you find yourself berating yourself: DON’T. 🙏🏼

Many blessings, Sandi

Faithful Forty: Day 28

Your turn

Today
It’s your turn
Dig deep
Swim wide
Eyes open
Who are you?

What will you do?

Your heart yearns
Begs the
Question
Now, later, never
Tomorrow
Maybe?

Your soul
As old as the
Universe
Merges with the unknown
Why fight
Maybe just flow?

What will you do?

Another day is done
Embrace that
Someone
Cheer them on
Hold their hand
It’s your turn.

@ovehlu