Tuesday, October 28, 2014

So Farewell Gracie. Soar with Angels.....

This evening a group of us gathered to say final nine night prayers for our dear Gracie who died the Sunday before last at the age of 84.  This was no usual 84 year old. She never made a fuss but was an active and driving force in Ministry, nothing was ever too much trouble; on the Saturday before she went home she was hard at it helping out at a parish retreat; she  drove her car during the day (without glasses) and had two wonderful dogs who are now bereft.

Gracie went to Mass that Sunday morning, did what she had to do in setting out the gifts, talked to and welcomed parishioners into the church  and after Mass, went home. No one really knows exactly what happened next.  It would appear that she sat on the settee in her living room, had a cup of coffee and suddenly, totally relaxed, legs stretched out and feet crossed, went home.  No one thought to call her or check on her on the Sunday afternoon when she did not come to open the church for the end of the retreat. Had the people who had been running the retreat been  our normal crowd of which Gracie was very much a part, someone would have gone to find her.  But someone else opened the church that afternoon  and no questions were asked.  That was perhaps a blessing because had any one of us gone, they wouldn't have known where to start. Gracie for all her loving ways, humour and willingness was an extremely private person and no one would have known who to contact.  A very good friend of mine who was close to Gracie and heard her stories did not know until the death, that she had a half sister who we all know and interact with. 

On Monday morning Gracie's mechanic went to her home. She had expected him in Saturday afternoon but he was a no show.  Apparently he tried to call her on and off on Sunday but there was no reply to those calls.  He went to her house on Monday morning and found the front door which leads into the living room, wide open. He went for a neighbour and together they entered the house.

Gracie was 'asleep' on the settee.  The dogs who are usually extremely vocal  had not barked, according to a neighbour, since Sunday morning. I have visions of them lying at her feet.

Sleep well darling Gracie - "well done good and faithful servant" (Matthew 25: 23).

Soar with angels beautiful soul.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Belgian Breakfast


Photograph courtesy of Tess Kinkaid,Magpie Tales 

I have very small feet
That can weave themselves
In and out of 
Any situation

I can stand on the table
In between breakfast clutter
Reaching for the
Cookie jar

I munch my way through
Belgian choco drizzled biscuits  
No footprints left
Toes protected

Barbara M Lake  ©
Trinidad WI
Oct 2014

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Shub Divali 2014

To all my Hindu friends who are celebrating today, I wish you blessings, peace and love.

For those of you interested in this Festival you may like to go to one of my earlier posts on Divali. I think over the years I have probably posted about four!


Saturday, October 4, 2014


Magpie 239  

Autumn in Madeira - Yacek Yerka
Courtesy of Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales

Car direct tv
Squatters living on the lands
Stolen from the State

Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
October 2014

Saturday, September 27, 2014

A Childhood Lost

Mag 238

Photo courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales on Blogger

Now that I'm grown up
And know the world
Walking through water
Is so different
To when I was
A child

Then it was splashing fun
Carefree and innocent
Jumping in glee
Now I feel 
The wading weight
Of loss

Barbara M Lake 
September 2014
Trinidad WI

Thursday, September 25, 2014

There Is Always Hope.

Yup, I've done it again. I haven't posted for over a month. No Magpies, no titbits, no updates.  Sometimes I forget that I used to be an avid blogger with daily posts covering everything from household happenings to world events.

Today I look around and I see destruction. I see wars that should never have been allowed to happen. I see people fleeing their homes, barbarism, an unwillingness by those who could,  send help to  those going through hell because they are of a different faith and a terrible, terrible fear comes over me that if this is allowed to continue, we will all eventually be affected.  

Closer to home, in the last seven days - the first beginning last Friday, I know five families who have each lost a loved one.  It is totally overwhelming and whilst I do so want to write, I cannot get myself together to a find a topic that would be uplifting, humorous and intelligent.  I could of course write about the present government in Trinidad and Tobago but given its shenanigans, am not sure that that would be labelled 'Humorous' or just plain 'Sad'.  I could write about the intersection on new highway in my area that seems to have stumped a great many motorists and from where I am sitting, can hear numerous bangs one of which resulted in a death.  That would come under 'Stupidity' because people do not read the signs. I could also write about the upcoming 2015 General Election but that would have to have the heading 'Dirty Politricks' and because of what is already going on, I cannot face that yet.  I could talk about the reaction of Trinidadians to the fifty two armoured vehicles that the government thought necessary to bring into the country as if they were expecting a war along the lines of Israel and Palestine or the Syrian government and ISAL but I'm not sure what that would come under. 'Over the Top' perhaps?

I could write about my frustration on the work front because in the past, that was always good for a smile or giggle.  But downright hostility is not good for the soul although I could write about it under "Affecting My Spirit".

To those who are suffering, who are grieving, who feel that there is nothing left for them, I say 'take heart'.  There is always hope. Whilst there is breath, there is always hope and whilst there is life no matter how bad it may seem, there is always hope.

For the bereaved, I send flowers.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014



Starry Night by Alex Ruiz
Courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales on blogspot

Overwhelmed by the
Pure perfection of nature
A man contemplates

Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
August 2014

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