Reflections on a Facebook Defriending

Reflections on a Facebook Defriending

Here’s a cool thing, for me –
and it shows progress –
when you defriended me
this time I spent only a
few seconds feeling hurt
and wondering why
and then I had more
interesting and important
things to do and no time
to spend worrying about
it, or wallowing in the
drama of it, or feeling vague
guilt over I knew not what.
But I did get a poem
out of it.

a poem out of it

 

Another Day to Laugh and Love

My dear Humoristian hooligans,

You have a reason to live today. A purpose. You woke up this morning with another day to be alive and to love, and to create healing laughter for those around you. Today may you share the laughter that puts things in perspective. May you learn what you need to learn from your mistakes ( ahem… I mean… on the off-off-chance you should make any),  and may they bring you a good laugh afterwards. May you be open to the bountiful, over-flowing love and joy that surrounds you.

You deserve to be here.

-Karen Molenaar Terrell, The Great Goof

grateful for another day

 

“Laugh when you can, and especially at yourself…”

My dear Humoristian hooligans –

As another day begins in the western hemisphere of Planet Earth, may you find yourself eager to greet the new day – ready to face every challenge, to laugh in the face of danger (and non-danger, too – just, basically, laugh whenever the opportunity presents itself and it’s not inappropriate – well, I guess even sometimes when it IS inappropriate… never mind… just laugh when you can, and especially at yourself), and may you feel hope in your heart at what the future holds. You are alive, my hooligan friends. You are loved. Spread the joy. Spread the hope. You deserve all the good you experience today.

-Karen Wingoof

Arise go forth and conquer

 

T’was Two Weeks Afore Christmas

T’was Two Weeks Afore Christmas

T’was two weeks afore Christmas and all through Eff Bee
not a creature was stirring – not a she, he, or me
We were prostrate and spent from the holiday bustle
not a twitch could be seen from the teeniest muscle.

We lay all unblinking in our respective beds
while visions of gift-wrapping swirled through our heads
And clad in our jammies and our way cool madcaps
we had the vague hopeful hope our bodies would take naps.

Holiday jangles and jingles pinged through our brains –
Presley, Crosby, and Mathis taking us down memory lanes –
and would we remember every member to be gifted?
We mentally went through our lists, hoping none were omitted.

There were homes to be decorated and cards to be sent,
parties, caroling, and cookie-making, and we hadn’t made a dent.
But with a collective sigh we remembered there and then
that it’s really about good will to all creatures, women, and men.

And so our thoughts finally settled and our bodies relaxed
as we thought of those we love and a world festooned in pax.
With our hearts wrapped in kindness and the world as our ‘hood
We’re all brethren and sistren – and verily, it’s all good!

– Karen Molenaar Terrell, from A Poem Lives On My Windowsill (available on Amazon.com)

green shoes Christmas

http://www.amazon.com/Poem-Lives-On-My-Windowsill/dp/1519361130

 

http://www.amazon.com/Poem-Lives-On-My-Windowsill/dp/1519361130

Humoristian Prayer

My dear Humoristians,

Today may those traveling through a wasteland of fear, self-righteous indignation, hate, and hurt feelings be transformed by your pugnacious joy. May all who pass you return your smile, and keep on smiling throughout the day. May you laugh and learn from your mistakes (I mean… if you should happen to make any 🙂 ) – and may you give grace to those around you who goof now and then, too…because… you know… goofs happen. May you find the beauty and good in each moment. And may you know how much you are loved. Because you are. For sure. 

Go out there and make ’em laugh!

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Dear Humoristian Hooligans

My dear Humoristian hooligans – as the sun dawns over another day, may you rise with hearts full of benificent (I’m pretty sure that’s a word, right?) good will to all – armed with jocularity – ready to bring humor to the humorless, to transform the stodgy and stingy wherever you may find them, and to lighten the burdens of the scared and lonely. May your good-natured love of life bring a smile to all who you pass on your journey today. May the barbs and slings of envy, impatience, anger, and fear clink harmlessly off your armor of joy and kindness. And may you see all the beauty and feel all the love surrounding you. Go out there and make them smile! Amen.

Bow Sunrise, Washington State (photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell)

Bow Sunrise, Washington State (photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell)

http://madcapchristianscientist.com/2015/10/15/my-dear-humoristian-hooligans/

Protecting our right to be bigots – does it get any better than this?!

Just when you think the world can’t possibly get any crazier, some new insanity pushes itself through the crowd to claim the Grand Prize. So… did you hear the one about Gov Pence of Indiana signing into law a bill that protects the right of bigots to practice their bigotry? Yeah. It is now legal in the state of Indiana for businesses to reject gay customers. If a bigoted restaurant owner, hotel owner, or grocer, or barber, baker, or candle-stick maker doesn’t want to serve homosexuals, he can now refuse to provide them with goods and services. I mean… heaven forbid that we should discriminate against people who want to discriminate against people for… well… having been born different. Because that would just be wrong… right?

And I’m thinking – let’s not stop there. Let’s put a bill in front of Pence that will protect the right of people to discriminate against other people who were born “different” – red heads are in the minority – let’s put them on the list; and left-handers – they are way scary; and really tall people because they consume too much of our earth’s resources; and people with freckles – those freckled folks should all be discriminated against, for sure.

Of course, I’m not exactly sure how any of this is going to help anyone. The businesses can’t make money off of customers they refuse to serve, right? And the customers can’t help keep the economy going, if people refuse to serve them. AND I’m not sure how, exactly, hating on any of God’s children is showing reverence to God…am I missing something…?

– Karen Molenaar Terrell

come from love