" Be Kind To The Young...the Ill...and the Elderly

Because In Your Lifetime ...You Will Be All Of These"


Early morning my heart awakens to write
Total silence is alive
I enjoy many Pita Bites and peace
The sound of our fish tank is a waterfall overflowing is my heart and soul
I thank God everyday for all He gives and takes away
I peek in on our son sleeping
His beautiful face is an Angel's shiny and full of light in the dark of night
I feel and know the meaning of a smile coming from somewhere deep within it is natural and free
God bless you I say touching our son without thinking
It comes easily and he is a blessing so pure radiant as life
Amazing beauty is his pure child's heart forever free and meant to be

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

What does laughter sound like?
Pure joy like Angels singing from heaven
What does laughter taste like?
The best pizza and the most memorable ice cream
What does laughter look like?
Shiny eyes, a glow, a truth as if the heart
Is worn on the outside of the chest pumping a song of hope
Yellow and blue like the sky
What does laughter feel like?
The best bliss and freedom ever
A healthy life full of promise
Green and lively, growing and expanding
❤ Open as the sea and a bird in flight ❤

Monday, June 12, 2017

Our Sons Heart
By Paula Timpson
Psalm 37: Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart
Our son recently turned ten and often I reflect on the day I gave birth and my beautiful pregnancy. It was so lovely. No sickness or problems.  I was blessed.  I went several times for ultrasounds as the doctors claimed they kept seeing a light on our sons heart and near it was light. I felt it was a gift because he was born healthy and happy.  I didn’t have any doubts he would be born healthy. Every night in bed I lay a St. Gerard the Saint for Moms and babies hanky on my belly and prayed for a healthy baby and a safe good birthing. For fun and out of curiosity I looked it up.  I read today that a light on or near the heart is sometimes seen a calcium deposit or a marker for a chromosome abnormality possibly Downs Syndrome. I love Downs Syndrome kids. They are happy and loving. I taught a Downs Syndrome child to swim, we have known some special kids with Downs and I would have had our baby nonetheless. I found it odd they took a blood test testing for Downs as a routine test so if the couple decided to abort they have that choice. I told the nurse then and I will always remember that day they took this silly test. ‘ I am having the baby no matter what ‘ I said and I meant it. Downs syndrome or not I was having our baby and would love it just as much if it was born with any deficiency.  Funny but for the past ten years I had no idea what that light may have meant other than what we know is true. Thankfully our son is fine and the light near his heart I believe is a sign of his special trait of strong empathy and goodness forever.  A deep happiness is in our sons spirit and a special trait of loving kindness is his always shiny as the light near his heart.
God thank you for faith and courage to do what is right and just in your eyes

Wednesday, May 11, 2016


he gazes into my eyes and heart
i into his
we are
forever blessed
to have each other
he is our son
and he is deep as the quiet early morning hours
his love endures and captivates us daily
in little ways
and surprises
his eyes match the sky
his spirit and energy make us feel alive
he is with us
a teacher a leader
an old soul wise as the moon light
he was born with a light near his heart
pure mystery and hope
he gives us all we
ever need
we are free
his hugs balance us to trust life
Be a child daily, that’s the secret
Mind over matter is about being at peace daily, in spite of circumstance. Being a child of God creates and sustains a peace deep within. With innocence and honesty, children know how to live, eat, love, pray and just simply be themselves. If I decide I will be a child today, I am free. At almost 50, my heart stays young as I work at peace daily through prayer and positive thoughts. With a racing creative mind, and the speed of modern culture, life is far too fast. But when I make my mind still, I truly feel and see life as it is-simple. As a traditional woman, I am the heart of my home. Thanks to my faith in God, I affirm mind over matter daily, knowing I can create a warm and loving home no matter what challenges my family and  I face. Each morning I wake up ahead of my family to pray, trusting in God that I will make each day the best I can. To show my son every day is worth celebrating.  I do special things to bring creativity and wonder to life. Yesterday was a butterfly -themed day, I made all kinds of butterflies. I also make an effort to do good deeds  whenever I can, to teach our son to be a giver-not just a taker-in life. I know my prayers  are not for naught when I recently saw my son give a homeless man a homemade pack he put together with all the essentials, a bible, a toothbrush, a granola bar and soap. The man smiled widely when our son handed him the special pack, and I could see our son felt the happiness of helping others inside his heart. Him practicing “love thy neighbor” made our day. To me, this is mind over matter. In spite of living in a time when the news reports nothing but frightening stories of a world gone mad, I refuse to let fear control my days and I choose to focus on the things I can do to live with the heart of a child, and the random acts of kindness we are all capable of, like helping the homeless or simply choosing to smile. Life can be so simple really, if we stop and slow down like turtles and stay steady on the path to being good people    LOove Paula

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

My hero is my son whose going on 8 years old. He inspires me to be my best. He is a spirited child who challenges me and when he does I find I grow in leaps and bounds to become a better Mom.
He has always loved to pick me flowers and his manners are wonderful most times. He is appreciative. He is my Hero because he is a good sport at school where he has been bullied. In life his open heart is special. He tries most things and is open to new foods .He isn't afraid to be himself climb high in trees and show his enthusiasm for life. He reminds me of why I love my husband and when I see him with my parents memories are made that will last forever. He is a hero because he
makes me feel good about being a Mother. It is all worth it when I see his bright happy blue eyes and his sense of wonder inspires my Poetry and my life and all of those around him. At school he has received an award for Courage and for Caring and this year for Honesty. When I step back and look at him even if he weren't my son I'd be proud of a boy who is doing so well in his life. His heart is very big and good.He prays for others especially for those who have hurt him. He reminds me to do
what's right and just. At almost 8 he is my hero!

Monday, September 29, 2014

Monday, September 1, 2014

Always remembering our late friend  Kaylee  who passed into heaven at Jimmy's age ( 7) and the joy of being a child of God

butterflies fly by sharing her true joy from heaven everyday

it is fun to eat ice cream in the early morning

trusting in moments of the unknown

believing in Simplicity

needing nothing but a heart full of Love

loving a child with everything

feeling that love returned unconditionally

surprises of God arrive that go beyond all understanding

It is wonderful being a seagull flying high fearlessly truly free

growing beyond this world striving always for the next

giving away things practicing non ~attachment becoming attached to purity of heart

listening in to silence unafraid to really hear messages of truth

Living one's passion is

not wasting time

Money or fame  cannot bring security or confidence but what have we done to make another rich in spirit can and truly does

Resting easy in Gods arms

taking moments to breathe



remembering the elderly who need us too

we shine

real glory

not made

but born

believing in miracles

Heaven is seeing rainbows

often and morning sparkles of dew

a child's laughter is medicine for the soul

Revelations come in the wee hours of the morning

be thankful for the gift

of the Holy Spirit