Archive for the ‘Connection’ category


December 17, 2014


Sometimes you have to cry.
Even if each tear is forsaken.
Even if tears are in vain.
Cut each strand.
Shatter each dream.
Sometimes you need to cry.
Even if each tear dies slowly.
Even if tears are useless now.
Sever each strand.
Annihilate each dream.
by Felicia Lujan

Sadly Sad

December 17, 2014

This isn’t the official video, but these lyrics were written perfectly and the moving images selected for this are highly symbolic. Gotta love Maroon 5. Adam Levine and James Valentine are indeed great writers.

Seeing Red

December 12, 2014


Seeing red and shades of sweet. The sugar makes me ache. Color burns like flaming stars just waiting for his take. Tinted red. Artistic treat to paint this fantasy. My softest brush is set to stroke…pigment is calling me.
by Felicia Lujan

❄Bring the Heavens Down

December 10, 2014

~• Dr. Caitlin Snow or Crystal Frost better known as Killer Frost is part of the Secret Society of Super Villains. Cursed by the cold, encased by permafrost, she craves human heat. She can kill a man with one frost bitten kiss. In this image, the man she loves to hate...Firestorm is trapped beneath her in ice.•~


For you…my love…I summon the
snow to gently drape your mind.
Bring the heavens down at your
command to show that I am kind.


Just for you, I move the sky and
place crystals in your hand.
Thoughts are here to keep me warm
for the frost you couldn’t stand.


For you alone, I freeze the Earth,
my kingdom is made of ice.
A frosty kiss to freeze your lips…
a sultry sacrifice.


I offer you the sun, the moon,
though I know there’s only rain.
Icicles forced through tender
hearts to help you ease the pain.


For you…my love…I summon the
snow to beautify your favorite day.
Bringing heaven right down to your
feet with hope that you will stay.


by Felicia Lujan

The Box

December 8, 2014


Collect it all into the box.
Fragments to give to me.
I want it all. My heart. My
soul. My eyes so I can see.
Collect it all into the box.
Odds and ends of yesterday.
I want it back. My thoughts
haven’t any reason left to stay.
by Felicia Lujan

The Worst Kind of Pain

December 6, 2014

~Daryn, Killer and Honey in August of 2008~

I feel like someone kicked me in the stomach and then gave me a cheep shot to the throat. I feel it in my heart. My mind is spinning. I feel sick. Nauseated and drained from hours of tears streaming down my raw cheeks. You know that feeling? That feeling you get when you feel so very low? I can’t remember the last time I was here. It sucks.


Last night was like any other night in my history of nights until something tragic happened. It was dark. I didn’t see him…Killer…my tiny, chocolate colored teacup Chihuahua with the sweetest howl. I don’t know how it happened, but I ran over him. How? When I heard a sharp cry, I jumped out of my runner and rushed into the night to find him. He had run off. When I found him he cried and laid down. I knew that instant he wouldn’t make it.


~A morning prayer for Killer. When I lost my cat not long ago, my friend Gail gave me the Beloved Pet candle in the middle with an image of Saint Francis of Assisi - lover of all creation~

I stood there for a second…alone…in disbelief. When he couldn’t get up, I started screaming into the cold. I was yelling so loud my ears were popping. I shrieked in horror and cried and felt like I was going to pass out. Nobody heard me. I screamed louder. Coming somewhat to my senses, I picked up the three pound Chihuahua. I ran with him as fast as I could, still screaming.

The rest was nothing but tears. He passed away not long after that. I knew he would. We all gave him every ounce of love from our hearts in his last minutes and made him feel some comfort. I told him how very sorry I was and asked for forgiveness. He looked into my eyes. He knew I was talking to him. He loved me and I loved him. I knew he was on his way to greet me on my way home from work. He had done that for years.

I couldn’t help but sob uncontrollably when he died. I went into the bathroom, closed the door and sobbed into a towel so my son wouldn’t hear. I cried all night and all day. When I got home this afternoon, he wasn’t here to sing with me. Killer loved to sing with me. My son has had Killer and Honey since August 21, 2008. Daryn would turn three years old later that month. The puppies were his birthday gift. I apologized to everyone for the heartache I caused. I feel horrible about it.


~The small box we made for Killer~

It was so dark. I will never understand how this happened…to me the animal lover…to Killer…the sweet lil guy. The night I accidentally took the life of one of my family members will be remembered as one of the worst nights of my life. I am experiencing the kind of upset and pain I would never wish upon my worst enemy.

Miss Me Sugar?

December 4, 2014

Such a sweetheart.
He sharpened it *just* for her.



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