The Wrecking Ball

I am being battered by a wrecking ball

directed by the hand of God

my walls are being shattered

my firmaments released

My supports no longer hold me

high to the heavens

but subject me to my knees

face forward

in the mud

It is as if I am being ripped

uplifted from my roots...again

exposed and violated

by the swiftness of humility

Take that arrogant heart

you will learn to tremble

you will sob and pant

until you are empty

of your own destruction

only then can I make you

whole again

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Wrecking ball picture courtesy of www.dpreview.com

Prose by Kasia Blue

Calling All Angels

I wish all my Angels

to come to my aid

in my darkest hour

when my soul is weary

and broken

from crying

Iwish all my Angels

to hold my hand

and comfort my soul

when it is in despiar

I wish all my Angels

to be at my side

for I need their love

their wings

to fly

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These photos were taken at Blessed Trinity RC Church on Leroy Ave, in Buffalo, NY. PLease do not use them without permission :)

Inspire Me Mondays...color

I am in love with color. Especially blue. In all forms. Cerulean, Ceylon, Cornflower, Midnight, Holly, Aquamarine, Sapphire... shall I really go on? Blue has always been my favorite, even when I tried to change it to green, I eventually went back to blue. Although I have taken on a small penchant for orange and yellow as of late. Little wee doses of warmth in my otherwise muted, blue world.

So for this installment of Inspire Me Mondays, here are some pictures of colors that make my heart sing. I hope you love them too!

The Evolution of Kasia Blue

I am coming out of my skin. The skin that has withered away, that has restricted me from shining. It has pulled at my soul, causing me to stretch and contort into the most uncomfortable positions as of late. So much so, that when I look into the mirror, I do not recognize the person staring back at me in amazement.

I feel as if I could just rip it off and release the pink , shiny new skin to the world. Expose my true self in all my glory, with out all the preconceived notions of today. But, wait I must. I know that my skin is yet too fragile, and must be protected from the harshness of unadulterated light. If I shed it too soon, I will burn.

I am a creature in transition. My lines are blurred, waiting for the focus button to work and sharpen the picture..just so I can see clearly. Inside I am ready, outside I am too fresh and raw.

Soon, I will shine.

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This picture was taken by my lovely Sarah on her Communion Day...how very fitting, don't you think?

Inspire Me Mondays...a few days late

My lovely friend Graciel who authors a very inspiring and soul stirring blog, Evenstar-Art, decided to start a a weekly post about what inspires her soul to sing. Since I'm usually up for a little adventure, I decided to join in on the fun! If you would like to join us as well, just click on the link for Inspire Me Mondays and read on from there. Your soul will be glad that you did.

For my first installment, I have a few pictures of the outside facade from Holy Trinity RC Church. The architecture of this Roaring 20's built Church is simply mesmerizing. In fact, as we were taking a bazillion pictures today, the time just seemed to melt away...like we were in a different life.

I will be posting the pictures that I have taken in installments, grouped together where theme, color and function seem fit. I hope that you love them as much as I loved taking them. And, if you get a chance to see the Church, take your camera and plan to stay a while...you won't regret it!

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All pictures taken with permission by KasiaBlue copyright 2009

Wednesday Spotlight ~ Craving Orange at Cafe Lola

Cafe Lola...Tableside


















When was the last time that you craved orange? The color, the flavor, the texture? If you're looking to get a quick fix for all of your senses, then my suggestion is a stop at Cafe Lola on Third Street in Niagara Falls, NY. Owned by my friend Michael, this inspired little slice of orange heaven is sure to tempt your tastebuds!

Sweet Potato Fries


















Michael is a fine fellow that decided that not being able to live his dream, his passion was not an option any longer. Throwing caution to the wind, with a dream and a plan in his hand, he ventured off from the "security" of a regular job and literally took the plunge (although some might have thought that his better bet would be to go over the Falls in a barrel). I'm sure that anyone that stops by for a decadent, yet affordable treat, will be glad that he kept his head in the clouds and his dreams firmly planted on the ground.
Fried Boursin with Raspberry Coulis


















From Sweet Potato Fries that are out of this world, to fried Bousin Cheese with raspberry coulis and Portabello Mushroom Paninis, Cafe Lola's Menu has a little (or a lot) or something for everyone! Even your wee ones can get a special treat from the kids menu with maybe a Gelato or Italian Ice for a sweet ending to a fine meal.

Stop by Cafe Lola for Lunch (Monday ~ Saturday) and Dinner (Thursday ~ Saturday) and let Michael know that I sent you!

Handmade...With Love

For My Darling Sarah....

The above picture is all about my little girl Sarah. In honor of her First Holy Communion this Sunday, I decided to make her some items that she could cherish for the rest of her life. Her veil is hand stitched to her halo headband, and the lace is absolutely exquisite. I hope that the pictures can capture how pretty it really is.

Her rosary is also handmade, the stones picked out by her...rose quartz (for eternal love), amethyst (for a higher connection to God), and kyanite (for connection to the Holy Spirit). I couldn't have done it better myself.

Lastly, the pendant is a picture of The Black Madonna or Our Lady of Czestochowa (which just happens to be the name of our Church). The golden icon is from Poland and was given to my Mother by my Father many years ago.

I know that I will cry tomorrow...I just won't be able to help myself, with her all dressed in white like an angel. The Bell Choir that I direct will also be playing for this occassion. If we do well, I just might post a little video of us...but we'll see how that goes :)

*~*~*~*~I Love You Sarah, my sweet little girl~*~*~*~*