Blog archive
March 2025
Racism is Not Genetic
03/11/2025
Bill Gould, The First
03/07/2025
THIS IS A CHAPTER, NOT MY WHOLE STORY
03/07/2025
Dramatic Flair: Villagers Share their Digital Art
03/03/2025
Empowering Senior LGBTQ+ Caregivers
03/03/2025
A Life Never Anticipated
03/02/2025
Eaton Fire Changes Life
03/02/2025
February 2025
Commemorating Black History Month 2025
02/28/2025
Transportation at the Pasadena Village
02/28/2025
A Look at Proposition 19
02/27/2025
Behind the Scenes: Understanding the Pasadena Village Board and Its Role
02/27/2025
Beyond and Within the Village: The Power of One
02/27/2025
Celebrating Black Voices
02/27/2025
Creatively Supporting Our Village Community
02/27/2025
Decluttering: More Than The Name Implies
02/27/2025
Hidden Gems of Forest Lawn Museum
02/27/2025
LA River Walk
02/27/2025
Message from the President
02/27/2025
Phoenix Rising
02/27/2025
1619 Conversations with West African Art
02/25/2025
The Party Line
02/24/2025
Status - Feb 20, 2025
02/20/2025
Bluebird by Charles Bukowski
02/17/2025
Dreams by Langston Hughes
02/17/2025
Haiku - Four by Fritzie
02/17/2025
Haikus - Nine by Virginia
02/17/2025
Wind and Fire
02/17/2025
Partnerships Amplify Relief Efforts
02/07/2025
Another Community Giving Back
02/05/2025
Diary of Disaster Response
02/05/2025
Eaton Fire: A Community United in Loss and Recovery
02/05/2025
Healing Powers of Creative Energy
02/05/2025
Living the Mission
02/05/2025
Message from the President: Honoring Black History Month
02/05/2025
Surviving and Thriving: Elder Health Considerations After the Fires
02/05/2025
Treasure Hunting in The Ashes
02/05/2025
Villager's Stories
02/05/2025
A Beginning of Healing
02/03/2025
Hectic Evacuation From Eaton Canyon Fire
02/02/2025
Hurricanes and Fires are Different Monsters
02/02/2025
January 2025
At Dawn by Ed Mervine
01/31/2025
Thank you for Relief Efforts
01/31/2025
Needs as of January 25, 2025
01/24/2025
Eaton Fire Information
01/23/2025
Escape to San Diego
01/19/2025
Finding Courage Amid Tragedy
01/19/2025
Responses of Pasadena Village February 22, 2025
01/18/2025
A Tale of Three Fires
01/14/2025
Dappled Morning Sunlight by Karen Bagnard
By Karen BagnardPosted: 05/12/2021
Treasure every moment of dappled morning sunlight. Breath the mellow air of a spring morning filled with the songs of birds. Relish the soft breezes on my face and through my hair. Listen to the rustle in the leaves and high above in the palm fronds.
Even relish the long walk down the driveway. Feel gratitude as I wheel out the trash barrels and check the mailbox and inspect the palo verde tree that looks like a tall twig.
Every moment is mine and each has its wonders. There is no wasted time, only time that we fail to savor. Savor the moments big and small. They are here and then they are gone, never to return in exactly the same way.
Take time to smile at a stranger or wave at someone as you sit on the porch. Watch the cat cross the street with something in its mouth… even she feels gratitude for whatever she has hunted.
Watch the clouds move ever so slowly. Note the changes in the shadows of the trees and the house. Feel the richness of life even when the bank account is low. Realize that you have everything you need. Let that spontaneous prayer of gratitude bubble up.
As the day darkens notice the moonrise through the blinds. Step outside to marvel at it. Sometimes it’s high above and sometimes it’s huge as it rises above the silhouetted horizon. It’s beautiful and ever-changing. Be a moon-watcher.
My heart is full. My life is rich. I live independently with the pleasure of company when I choose. I feel the love of friends and family and I’ve known romantic love in varying degrees. I can write and draw and listen to music. I sleep well and safely. I wake to coffee, conversation and options. This day is mine. I start it with treasuring the dappled morning sunlight.