Friday, November 14, 2025
Miracles
Thursday, November 13, 2025
Oh Yes!
this ...
Wednesday, November 12, 2025
One Good Thing
to increase the possibilities of your happiness ...
Tuesday, November 11, 2025
Moments
I hope it finds whomever might need it.
Monday, November 10, 2025
My Goal
just had to share ...
Saturday, November 8, 2025
Sometimes ...
for your reading pleasure ...
Friday, November 7, 2025
1U
For so so so many people ... this!
Thursday, November 6, 2025
Thursday Thanks!!!
I'm back!
Thursday, October 30, 2025
Some Days
Wednesday, October 29, 2025
This Moment
Tuesday, October 28, 2025
The Day
Monday, October 27, 2025
Short
No ... this is not a height-related post.
Saturday, October 25, 2025
Happy
as small as it is,
packs a great big punch!
Friday, October 24, 2025
Worth Sharing
I will, however,
share the heck out of it.
Thursday, October 23, 2025
Take It
this is sometimes ... ABSOLUTELY ...
necessary!
Wednesday, October 22, 2025
Give
today's is short and sweet:
Tuesday, October 21, 2025
The Little Things
I dutifully grabbed one of my journals and this spilled out.
Please let me know whatcha think ...
The Little Things
by Lyn
Marinello – 10/21/25
The
surprise upon a friendly face
The warmth
of an engaged embrace
A giggly
game of hide and seek
The
tenderness of a lightly kissed cheek
That
twinkle in a playful eye
The
tenuous weight of an exhaled sigh
The tiny
hand within your own
To see
the bloom of seeds you’ve sown
A spark
with just a single glance
The world
within one daring chance
A
favorite story read out loud
Hands
gently clasped, a prayer, head bowed
A sunrise
prying at the night
The
squeal in a child’s delight
A vow, a
ring, a treasured song
The
comfort in feeling like you belong
The glow
atop a birthday cake
Forgiveness
of an honest mistake
The safety
in a good tight hug
Welling
tears as the heartstrings tug
The pride
in sweet unfurling growth
The depth
of a long-honored oath
The joy
within a video chat
A wagging
tail, a purring cat
A gift, a
note, a tiny charm
A stable
walk linked arm in arm
The ease
of quiet on an open porch
The
obvious love of a long-held torch
An
unfettered laugh, all big and bold
A
fireside snuggle when the weather’s cold
A shy
little smile, demure and coy
Lights
and ribbons and Christmas joy
The unposed
photos and natural glee
Adventures
and tales no one will ever see
Unwavering
support in the face of fear
A table
full of those held dear
The
sunset oozing on kaleidoscope skies
The indescribable
bond of a babe’s first cries
It need not
be momentous flings
There’s magic in the little things.
Monday, October 20, 2025
Obsessed!!!
yet so incredibly powerful.
A grand life lesson ...
Saturday, October 18, 2025
Today
Friday, October 17, 2025
Sunrise
(and making up for my FB post) LOL
Thursday, October 16, 2025
The Mountain Theory
but then decided to just let it be.
Wednesday, October 15, 2025
A Little Lewis
Tuesday, October 14, 2025
Etched
Etched
by Lyn Marinello
Today
while out with friends
We
passed a man upon the street
He
wore oversized and soiled clothes
Tattered
sneakers on his feet
His
aroma was unfavorable
His
hair unkempt and long
His
teeth could use a cleaning
But
he beautifully sang this song ...
Judge not how I
look, dear Lord,
But in my
servitude to you,
Appearances are
never real
My heart is yours,
it's true
And
he shuffled down the sidewalk
His
words etched upon my mind
He
took no note of comments made
And
to belittled stares was blind
And
to every other person
That
I passed on by that day
I
gave a greeting and a smile
Whistling
and singing on my way
Judge not how I
look, dear Lord,
But in my
servitude to you,
Appearances are
never real
My heart is yours,
it's true.
Monday, October 13, 2025
Oh ... THIS!!!
how very much I attempt to do this
every. single. day.
Saturday, October 11, 2025
Your Soul
about yourself.
Friday, October 10, 2025
Canvas
is a blank canvas.
Thursday, October 9, 2025
Your Cup
Wednesday, October 8, 2025
Privilege
On so many levels.
In so many ways.
Tuesday, October 7, 2025
October Light
for your October Tuesday ...
Monday, October 6, 2025
Assets
It's not your bank account.
It's not the size of your home
Saturday, October 4, 2025
Good Guidance
Could be the timing ... or it could be because it's true!!!
Friday, October 3, 2025
Believe
Thursday, October 2, 2025
The Enemy
Wednesday, October 1, 2025
Happiness
and decided to share ...
Tuesday, September 30, 2025
It All Began in Brooklyn
Obviously, I had to do the same for Miles and Kelly.
It
All Began in Brooklyn
by
Lyn Marinello
It
all began in Brooklyn
In
sweet little Sandy Springs
Each
focused in different directions
What
happened was ‘one of those things’
She
declined his many advances
He
persisted. Would not take her ‘no’
She
was knee deep in her school work
He
was busy in the studio
They
found commonality
Upon
the football field
His
charm was just too much for her
And
finally, she did yield
The
Seminoles in Tally
The
Alabama Crimson Tide
The
Falcons at Mercedes
A
house full of all sports pride
They
moved from Georgia to Dunedin
So
she could test the waters with The Rays
Cheer
the Bucs and Lightning
During
sandy, sun-filled days
Back
to the ATL
To
old haunts and stomping grounds
To
the year of travelling nuptials
The
sheer mileage simply astounds
Miles
in the office
Kelly
searching for a place to be
Uprooting
once again
To
build a life in OKC
Another
wedding out in Tuscany
Best
Man/Officiant all in one day
Kelly
came home – as she says –
Sunburnt
and with a fiancé
The
road may have been long and bumpy
But
I lovingly digress
You
two: Intertwined yet independent
Are
two souls destined to coalesce
Tuesday, September 23, 2025
Purpose
This will be my last post for a week.
Monday, September 22, 2025
Not the Uszh
but it seemed like ...
maybe we needed this:
Saturday, September 20, 2025
More
we could use a little more ...
Friday, September 19, 2025
Measures
Thursday, September 18, 2025
YOU
are beautiful!
Wednesday, September 17, 2025
Twofer
so I thought I'd share ...
Tuesday, September 16, 2025
Heart
but I'm learning to listen ...
Heart
by Lyn Marinello – 9/11/25
The heart is quite extraordinary
Performing its many tasks
Pumping our body’s core fuel
To do all of which we ask
It races at certain firsts
Dates and jobs and kissing
It feels as if its breaking
When denied what it is missing
It is crushed in defining moments
When pain seems paralyzing
It skips a beat and stutters
When things emerge surprising
After lies and misconceptions
Betrayal makes it shatter
And it may seem unimportant
When things don’t really matter
It shrinks when it’s been beaten
Swells with strength and pride
Splinters with confusion
Crumbles when we’ve cried
It hides when it’s been hurt
It is bared when speaking truth
It thuds with trepidation
When your actions are uncouth
It seems about to burst
When we learn we will conceive
And it’s near to ragged rubble
When worn upon our sleeve
It is salvaged with your faith
As you overcome your grief
Puttied and patched with prayers
And bandaged by your belief
It fights to continue to beat
Through all this it will persist
This magnificent creation
The size of just your fist.
Monday, September 15, 2025
FHL
Saturday, September 13, 2025
Beauty in the Broken
Little would I know how necessary it would be.
Beauty in
the Broken
by Lyn Marinello 9/7/25
Sometimes there are scars, as visible as day from night
Shredded skin and missing parts, wounds from an obvious
fight
And then there is the damage, so deep it punctures soul
Fractures, frays and fragments, taking pieces as its toll
Injuries untended. No marks to leave a tale
Just chips and cracks and crevices as we arduously travail
Constant bands of belittlement, a fragile ego breaks
A tempered, timid spirit disintegrates and flakes
And when there’s just a pile of flesh and battered bone
The greatest architect and artist steps off His mighty
throne
He doesn’t see a worthless heap, too destitute for repair
He begins His diligence with the utmost love and care
He rebuilds what’s been destroyed and resurrects with grace
Gathers aches and pains, indignities and will skillfully
efface
Fists and feet cause visible trauma. Powerfully harmful
words are spoken
But God’s still the master of miracles. He knows there’s
beauty in the broken
Friday, September 12, 2025
Today
Thursday, September 11, 2025
Truth for Today
Wednesday, September 10, 2025
No White Lie Here
Tuesday, September 9, 2025
My Old Porch Seat
and unraveled over the past few weeks.
Let me know what you think ...
My Old Porch Seat
by Lyn Marinello – 9/2025
In the mist of a mountain morning
In the stillness of the trees
There’s a clarity of purpose
Whispered on the intermittent breeze
Soft enough to sway tall grass
She speaks a dance of light and sound
A deliberate step, a delicate glide
As sun’s light lovingly kisses ground
Pink and purple ribbons
Unfurl atop the mountain’s crest
Hatchlings squawking hungrily
From the safety of their nest
The gentle chill of evening slumber
Seeps to shadows as the first birds sing
Boughs of oak permit a blooming dawn
As night’s inkiness loosens its taloned cling
There’s a peaceful hush of promise
Of the awakening yet to be
The inundation of swarming life
And its simplistic complexity
The silent deer with flitting tails
Graze on the fresh dew-laden grass
The ravens loom on piney limbs
As squirrels congregate en masse
Geese noisily take to the creek
Floating in haphazard lines
Baby blooms seek the morning sun
On the emerald climbing vines
Nothing is seeking eminence
Nothing claims to be elite
There’s a palpable serenity
Enveloping my old porch seat
Monday, September 8, 2025
Direction
Sunday, September 7, 2025
A snippet
and I'm fairly certain
that it is universal.
It applies to all of us.
Friday, September 5, 2025
T H I S
but boy howdy ...
what an impact.
Thursday, September 4, 2025
Little Things
this seemed appropriate ...
Wednesday, September 3, 2025
Tuesday, September 2, 2025
for vs from
with a great big voice.
Saturday, August 30, 2025
What are you waiting on?
Friday, August 29, 2025
Issues
but ... oh, how true it is!
Thursday, August 28, 2025
Ctrl Alt Del
Alter your thinking & reactions.
Wednesday, August 27, 2025
Wish
based on whatever ridiculous criteria you've concocted ...
Tuesday, August 26, 2025
Struggling?
remember this:
Monday, August 25, 2025
Difference
Ms. Goodall once stated:
Saturday, August 23, 2025
Thankful Saturday!
Spoiled by an overwhelming amount of love.
I am thankful for all of you who reached out.
Friday, August 22, 2025
On Be an Angel Day ...
by Lyn Marinello
Angel's wings, embrace me, from the wicked of this Earth
Sheathe me in your feathery steel, protect my Heavenly worth
A downy soft encasement to fortify my soul
A powerful light to guide me on a path to make me whole
Angel's wings, do comfort me. Soften the trials ahead
Grant me strength in faith to walk where I am led
Ratify my resolve to overcome what may
Offer me your solace to seek another day
Angel's wings, please lift me, to the heights of God's design
His glory rises ten-fold more than any inkling mortally mine
Soaring just below me, I ask for loft bequeathed
To my pinnacle of purpose with a winged net beneath
Angel's wings, provide me, a blissful journey to His throne
A celebratory ending to a beginning of glories unknown
Guide me home sweet Angel whispers when my clay shell's been wrung dry
Lay me down softly on Angel's wings and carry me home on high!
Thursday, August 21, 2025
Me
we're going to have
a vocabulary lesson ...
Wednesday, August 20, 2025
matter
it still needs to be shared ...
Tuesday, August 19, 2025
Social Media
Monday, August 18, 2025
Energy
Sure hoping it helps your Monday
and your week ...
Saturday, August 16, 2025
The Good Stuff
or paused to notice something beautiful,
Friday, August 15, 2025
Rich
Thursday, August 14, 2025
Cups and Coffee
At a High School Reunion, a group of successful alumni—now doctors, lawyers, business owners—decided to visit their favorite teacher. They chatted about their careers and families, but soon the conversation shifted to life’s pressures, stress, and constant chasing after more.
After listening for a while, their teacher smiled and said, “Hold on a minute. I’ll go make us some coffee.”
He came back with a large pot and a tray full of cups—none of them matching. Some were fine porcelain, others were plain ceramic, a few were chipped glass mugs, and one even looked like it came from a diner. As everyone reached for a cup, the professor watched in silence. Once they all had coffee in hand, he said:
“Notice what just happened. Most of you instinctively reached for the nicest cups—leaving behind the simpler ones. It’s normal to want the best for ourselves, but that’s often where the stress begins.”
He gestured toward the cups.
“The cup doesn’t make the coffee taste any better. What you really wanted was the coffee. But you still focused on the cup.”
Then he paused.
“Life is the coffee. Your job, your house, your income, your status—those are just cups. They help contain life, but they don’t define it. And the trouble is, the more we focus on the cup, the more we miss out on the coffee.”
What are you focused on?Wednesday, August 13, 2025
Grateful
Tuesday, August 12, 2025
Today
I visited you in a memory.
Monday, August 11, 2025
Choose
Saturday, August 9, 2025
Survived
and I try to keep
my creativity kickin'!
Friday, August 8, 2025
S&S
That's what today's quip is.
Thursday, August 7, 2025
Thankful
It is a day I usually ramble on
Wednesday, August 6, 2025
For vs From
and if more of us
followed this mantra,
the world would be
a better place ...
Tuesday, August 5, 2025
Wait
and this is so so short,
but incredibly powerful ...
Monday, August 4, 2025
Location! Location! Location!
but I thought I'd share.
Saturday, August 2, 2025
Trust
Friday, August 1, 2025
A Better Me
A Better Me
by Lyn Marinello
Expectations
run amok
On
my appearance and my job
How
I should always far exceed
The
average John or Joe or Bob
Isolated
by my mirror
And
the frame of societal hope
The
box I'm supposed to fit in
Is
terribly minute in scope
But
those boxes now have morphed
Not
sure toward positivity
The
whole world's like a living part
Of
Escher's Relativity
Up
is down and down is up
Back
& forth and forth & back
Good
is bad and evil wins
This
whole joint is out of whack
I
may not agree with everything
But
here's the good news, friends
The
difference in our opinions
Needs
exactly no amends
When
I awake each morning
I
greet the sky with gratitude
The
chaos that surrounds me
Will
not change my attitude
I'll
do the things my Momma taught me
Be
honest, frank and kind
Pushed
beyond my limits
I
will always speak my mind
I'll
lend a hand when able
Always
give 100 percent
Stand
with those that are struggling
Guide
them through their discontent
I
will not be defined
By
tomorrow's bourgeoisie
I
will simply try with all I am
To
be a better me