I called in to a radio show to give the awesome female DJ a shout-out.
Then, when she came back onto the air, she returned the favor!
I called in to a radio show to give the awesome female DJ a shout-out.
Then, when she came back onto the air, she returned the favor!
Spreading joy and expressing gratitude to fellow artistic contributors that I meet.

Zoom in…
Curiosity inspired the cat to climb higher:
It had extra lives to reach farther beyond.
I had purchased from the local thrift store a smaller-sized crock pot for use in the hotel during the several months we had stayed there last year.
Because its volume was less than what we normally need, I donated it back to that thrift store when we finally found a home.
Now, our oven has burned out and there is an unknown waiting time period while the landlord decides to fix or replace it and plans are enacted.
Meanwhile, we need to eat.
I think I found that same crockpot today – and am repurchasing it!
A fun boon is having not just one – but two pairs of “cheap” sunglasses.
When one falls onto the street and gets scratched, I’ll have a backup!
Having been helped, I know
That others also need helping.
So when muscles are stuck and
Affecting movement neurology,
I am coming across people
Left waiting in community
Where I might have keys
That open locked doors
To quality lives worth
Reveling in once more.
I checked on my rescue tree yesterday, and it was looking like that stressed and droopy fold was returning to its leaves.
I know this is its first summer of heat on its own after last year’s disruption of its roots.
If it is anything like me, it feels intimidated by the repeat of a pattern of heat where it gaspingly previously struggled.
So last night, I had to go that way again and only had about two 20-oz bottles worth of water with me, yet it was enough to dribble around its roots in a circular pattern for two completions.
Today when I drove by, it looked to have perked up – and in the warm breeze, it looked as if its now-brighter green leaves and brown branch fronds were waving more cheerfully at me.
Guess I’m back on summer patrol, again – at least until the weather returns to more reasonable!
I must focus on developing my own.
It is nice to return to the occasional sense of it!
It isn’t enough to just think of finishing my Bachelors degree.
In order to do so, I need something even greater beckoning.

What do you hear?
Inner muse once used for others’ purposes, I release thee to use your gifts as deem worthy.
To create an empire of dreams.
Get your faith in yourself together: streamline and repurpose.
Keeping vision to myself.
(Rebirth Pending…)
That fact that I see it, get it
And that most people don’t
Is of a torment unrelenting.
By Athena Stairs, August 10, 2023
On those restless nights when my heart’s in plight
And I’m balled up tight ’til the early light
Have to believe you’re more than just a dream
In the candle light by the fyre’s height
When the world’s a-light and I need what’s right
Have to believe you’re also wanting me
We don’t have to search anymore honey
You can find your redemption with me
When that blue bird came to my window
I learned that the truth can set us free
Come confide in me – let your heart be seen
We’ll create a life with our souls washed clean
Darling it’s true I know we’re meant to be
It’ll be alright we can win our fight
We can beat the dark – turn it into light
By love’s sweet grace this will be our destiny

By Athena Stairs, August 8, 2023
Now that the time has gone
Where we could sing along
A moment here or there
Cannot seem to compare
The sparks of happiness
For potential manifest
I once felt when thought
Of such joy love bought
Now that the rains will come
Once heat of summer’s done
When I would turn to you
Nothing’s left for me to do
I once found a place for us
That was built on a rock of trust
But when you turned away
I was left with nothing to say
How I wish there was more we could share
But I’ve turned and looked everywhere
When someone admired astrays
There’s only night left to the days
So I make the best that I can
Of what’s left that I understand
But I can’t seem to replace
Precious smiles or hope of embrace
I can’t seem to understand
Why a lover gone once a friend
Can change his mind like a switch
Throwing what is rare in a ditch
Maybe I’m just built as of old
Unlike now where most do what’s told
Its a state of confusion confessed
When facing the void of a mess
There’s no one to ask it seems
How to reclaim once broken dreams
No one wants to work and repair
What is broken and then laid bare
It’s a sad turn of such events
When once born I’m sure we’re meant
To achieve a higher plane
Rather than indulge what’s insane


For any new venture, there seems to be a large outpouring investment of time and energy toward searching for and coordinating appropriate data for triangulating entry and procedure initiations – which I find quite vexing because it seems like acquiring a well-rounded picture on what to expect should be easier.
Perhaps it is that I prefer to be very thorough in my prior investigations so that I can tell ahead of time if I am choosing the right directions when pursuing goals from start to completion – and if the results will yield desired benefits.

To gather enough encouragement by noting others like me out there, yet to not view nor read their works while I continue deep-diving into my own well’s spring of knowledge.
Once I saw Jane Seymour in Sinbad And The Eye Of The Tiger, I gave up on the media-driven impulse that I should ever compete and just focused on presenting my authentic attributes.
A waterfall within the veil
Where mists renew spirit
No man has ever beheld it
Though its song would tell
Of shimmer bells in well’s
Reflections bobbing easily
In pleasant sweet breeze
Cleansing any past griefs
For here the Lady Advocate
Brandishes her sword justly
Ensuring souls’ safe resting
As imbibing sun then moon
In moments that end too soon
Before weary travelers resume.

“l’m out of the game.
Bench me…
Bench me…
Benched!”
(John Cusack as Jake)
Very bad experiences in past partnership relationships can skew a person’s hopes and expectations – making continuing to stay single seem the wiser declaration.
Trying to stop drinking my favorite drink – which is the only thing that has helped my brain be happy – is not easy while the walls crumble around me and my body is shakily detoxing.
If I need yet cannot depend upon others, then I must distance from them and keep myself apart.
My youngest is flapping their wings for more independence.
I get alarmed because it feels like they are tearing apart our fragile foundation.
But, if the work we have done so far needs to be reconfigured to add more flex in the system, the benefits will be better for both of us.