A True Friend

A friend is like a golden ray of sunshine, peeking through the dark night.
A light in the darkness of life.
Someone who shares your joys and sorrows, and lifts you to higher ground daily.
A hug from them, or a kind word or deed; can lift your heart from despair to pure happiness.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder with true friends.
Even if you have not seen each other in years, warm thoughts and sweet words are exchanged; friendship shines like a roaring flame.

I have heard it once said that; " Friends are a single soul dwelling in two bodies."


While I know we have distinct and separate souls, I like to think that it means that we are one in unity and purpose. Dear friends often have similar values and goals in this journey we call life. The joy of human love and friendship is you can have relationships and true friendship, with someone as different from you; as night is from day.
Mutual respect, kindness and an understanding towards dynamic values among friends gives us eternal perspective.

God knew we could not sojourn on this earth alone, so he gave us the opportunity to build eternal relationships that last forever. I believe that friendships are some of those golden opportunities.

Chelsea Merkley

May 24, 2013

Happy Mother's Day! Thank you to all the Mentors and Teachers and Wonderful Moms out there

What does it mean to be an Angel Mother?

A blessed balm of God, a rightous vessel of heaven- someone who listens when you need to talk.

A Mother holds you and hugs you when you need strength, she compliments your efforts and accomplishments.

She always reminds you that doing your best is the most important at everything you do, and you are always a winner at life.

A Mother gives you encouragement and hope for the future.

She realizes the beauty and majesty of you just the way you are.

Yet, gently nudges you to reach your goals and aspirations.

Mother explains that no one can tell you, you are not good enough, or that you cannot do any particular thing.

The words, "I can't"- are not in her dictionary. You can do and be anything and anyone you choose and set your mind to be.

The best Mother, is a Teacher and Facilitator, a guide for life.

She teaches by constant and quiet example- reminds you when to wash your hands and face, go to the restroom, helps fix your food and teaches you manners.

She may be bossy at times, she wants to teach you to be determined and safe.

To be wise and firm, yet kind.

She bakes with you, you love to help.

She cleans and tidies up the home, or may sometimes prefer to leave it messy to spend time with you.

You are her priority. Her spouse and her children. She loves you dearly, and so does your Heavenly Mother.


Chelsea Merkley

May 11, 2013

A Little Perspective and a Poem

Here I am today thinking about how I could earn some income, I stumble upon this on the web.
http://gma.yahoo.com/quadruple-amputees-inspiring-recovery-photos-100159724--abc-news-topstories.html

http://abcnews.go.com/US/slideshow/inspiring-recovery-taylor-morris-lost-limbs-afghanistan-17292939

Imagine being in the war and having all 4 limbs blasted off in a bomb accident!
I was thinking my life was hard and challenging and I just got a reality check.
Thank you my Heavenly Father for my arms and legs and my loved ones.
My goodness. The blessings I take for granted.

The joy and happiness that we get from our simple gifts from God.
From who we are, our charachter, our personalities, motivation and determination.

Today is the day to give thanks for all of them. Think of what you have.

Have a wonderful Night!

Chelsea

For more stories like this visit my Joy In the Journey Blog- 

http://joyinthejourneyhopeandhappiness.blogspot.com/2012/08/angels-calling.html

Angels Calling

A Poem I thought of recently
I hope you enjoy it.

Chelsea Merkley

Melancholy Morning

For some reason this morning I thought of this Poem and wrote it down.
The words flooded my mind as I arose from slumber.

http://authspot.com/poetry/angels-calling/

I hope you like to read it.

Chelsea Merkley

Newly Published Poetry!

My newly Published Poems! Please Read, Share, Comment and Critique!

If you have a facebook you can like my work at the bottom of the article.

I also have some articles on Expert Column listed to the right.

Every comment I get helps me out too. Thanks for the love and support!


Elegant Transformation- http://authspot.com/poetry/elegant-transformation/

The Epitome of Loneliness- http://authspot.com/poetry/the-epitome-of-loneliness/

Stars: http://authspot.com/poetry/stars-59/

Spiritual Healing- http://authspot.com/poetry/spiritual-healing/

Inside of Me- http://authspot.com/poetry/inside-of-me-6/

Sweet Agony: http://authspot.com/poetry/sweet-agony/

Dreams- http://authspot.com/poetry/dreams-273/

Deep Sunshine- http://authspot.com/poetry/deep-sunshine/

True Beauty- http://authspot.com/poetry/true-beauty-6/

Spring:  http://authspot.com/poetry/spring-88/

Heartbroken-http://authspot.com/poetry/heartbroken-23/

Solitude: http://authspot.com/poetry/solitude-42/

Regal Royalty: http://authspot.com/poetry/regal-royalty/

 Enlightenment: http://authspot.com/poetry/enlightenment-10/



Thanks for your comments and support!

Chelsea Burbidge Merkley

Sonnets of the Heart

I have always loved to read Shakespeare and see his plays.
His style of writing resonates with me so completely.
These are my favorite Shakespeare Quotes.

Favorite one ever; 

"If you love and get hurt, love more.

If you love more and hurt more, love even more.

If you love even more and get hurt even more, love some more until it hurts no more..." 
— William Shakespeare

"To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd!" 
— William Shakespeare (Hamlet)


"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 
Thou art more lovely and more temperate: 
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, 
And summer's lease hath all too short a date: 
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines, 
And too often is his gold complexion dimm'd: 
And every fair from fair sometimes declines, 
By chance or natures changing course untrimm'd; 
By thy eternal summer shall not fade, 
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; 
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, 
When in eternal lines to time thou growest: 
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, 
So long lives this and this gives life to thee." 
— William Shakespeare (Shakespeare's Sonnets)


"Let me not to the marriage of true minds 
Admit impediments. Love is not love 
Which alters when it alteration finds, 
Or bends with the remover to remove. 
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark 
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; 
It is the star to every wand'ring barque, 
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. 
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 
Within his bending sickle's compass come; 
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 
But bears it out even to the edge of doom. 
If this be error and upon me proved, 
I never writ, nor no man ever loved." 
— William Shakespeare (Great Sonnets)

"Thus with a kiss; I die!" — William Shakespeare
	"Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find." — William Shakespeare
	"When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun." — William Shakespeare  (Romeo and Juliet (Shakespeare Collection))