Alien

Sometimes

I wonder AND wonder AND wonder

If I'm supposed

To Think,

OR to Be

OR to Non exist?

Because my THoughts,

these Thoughts_______my Thoughts

Are Never______Never_______Never

Here, or There -or There

Or There,

They're out SomeWhere - Beyond that Space

We call our Universe

What am I?

Am I only a Tiny molecule up in our Universal Space?

So miniscule, I could be a pinpoint in space .

Or a molecule so small, with no control.

A mind so fine!

Or am I a tiny fragment of someone's mind?

A special Thought not now realized.

That it is I - That it was I!

Your Crystal Dream-Your Crystal Vision,

Your Crystal Thoughts! Now Realized,

Who AM I!

I AM I!

I AM I!

AND

I AM I!

by Celia Botello

Runaway

Runaway

Runaway, Run away thinking you left all your problems behind

But the truth really is they've just only begun little girl.

Little girl don't run away anymore

Look just into your past

Don't forget all the love you've had

For that love still exists in the one who took care of you

She might be far away,

But she hasn't forgotten of all the good years she spent by your side

Run away, Runaway

Now you're fourteen and grown up

You have a first love that just keeps messing you up

This love is called puppy love and it's not here to stay,

Soon your infatuation with him will soon fade away.

As the years go by, you will have forgotten that heartbreak and misery

This love had caused you will soon be forgotten

But now in the present don't take is so hard

Don't you cry or runaway to be by his side

Soon you'll see all this pass away

Run away - Runaway all first love is puppy love

And that in given time, this love will all be forgotten

by Celia Botello

Summer Time

...and the living is easy. The girlies are outside playing with water toys. There is a soft wind blowing and the temperature is a perfect 81 degrees. Got the menu planned for the week. Going to do the shopping in half an hour and I am content. I miss you, Mom.

Personal Integrity

Integrity: doing the right thing even when no one is watching.

What is integrity anyway?

 Does it have a color?

 Are we defined by our personal integrity?

 Do we judge or hold others to our standard of integrity?

 Do the rules that I make for myself apply to everyone around me?

 I found out today that the answer is yes. I fully expect everyone within my circle of friends/family to hold themselves accountable to my definition of integrity. I don't know if that's particularly fair because we are all different. But I think that we do judge everyone by our standards. Personal, ethical, moral, professional ... and so the list goes on. Sometimes, though, these expectations set us up for heartache. It just seems to be unavoidable. I had hoped to avoid heartache by not having any expectations. It now seems that neutrality is not one of my strong points.

 Who knew?

Mom

This is my mom, Celia. She died January 24, 2011. To say that I was unprepared is an understatement. When you think about it, though, are we ever really ready for something like this?

My mom was a wonderful lady; but I didn't know this for a very long time. My life got in the way. It wasn't until I remarried and moved out of state that I was able to develop a friendship with her. A loving friendship. My mother and I became friends. After so many years I was able to hug my mother with love and know that she felt it. And returned it. I am going to miss her every moment of my life.

It had been my hope to write her story, but momma died before she could begin to put it down on paper. I'm not talking about your average day to day stuff. My mom saw the magic in this world because she was born with some really special gifts. My favorite was her ability to read auras. She would read mine each time I came to visit. I loved it!

I love you, Momma. And I miss you...with all that I am.