A small offering
before the gray morning
for the gift of dream,
the shelter of hope
and the faith to continue.
A small offering
before the gray morning
for the gift of dream,
the shelter of hope
and the faith to continue.
Wow, – we are on the same page today! I’ll take this with me into my annual CT scan and X-rays today. I expect confirmation that I’m now 7 years cancer-free.
Thank you!
In Thankfulness for your constant treasures
that come with a ‘click’ … speak from your heart …
reminding and illuminating my soul.
Thank you, Don. Today was internally overcast. I revisited awakening music from 40yrs ago: Moody Blues, Simon & Garfunkle, and Leonard Cohen…amazed at how powerful their gifts to conduct what was coming through them at the time! And lo!….during an attunement with a client this evening, that person was listening to CD’s of the SAME artists+ Joni Mitchell!! But….no surprise. As Lloyd intimates about being on the same THIS day; well, let’s consider that same truth in the big picture.
You may be aware that many groups in the world declard 5-21-11 to be the end of the world. To the end of the world as I”VE known it! Cheers!
Everyday as I greet the dawn I express gratitude for the breath of Life, the Liberty I choose and being Love. It’s good to know we are all one.
As I sit here in the silence
where the green grass blows
to and fro
I find that I am grateful
for the things I do not know- I’m smiling as I write this for comes from who knows where, but sparked by your inspiration and the hum of time. Love, Love Love so say the oldest loving bugs, the Beatles.
Simple, elegant, powerful! Thank you.
I woke up this morning allowing the incense of thankfulness to drift upward in gratitude for feeling good. I opened my eyes to the face of my dog inches from my nose, staring for who knows how long, ears alert, and anxiously waiting for me to get up. So I add love and laughter to dream, hope, and faith. Interesting how life is packaged nowadays.
Well done! I embrace the gift of encouragement and hope through submission to faith – not as from myself, but as a gift from God our Creator.
It’s the noticing, isn’t it? Thank you for how you do just that.
(very glad to read of Lloyd’s cancer free reports)
The day of reckoning for me was yesterday May 19 … the gray octopus had its tentacles wrapped tight around my heart, and I wasn’t aware. For the longest time yesterday I attacked, spat at, and quartered everyone in sight. This morning I woke up and quietly realized the gray octopus was there, tightly wound … and it was mine. I needed to take him for lunch and ask him what was wrong. He told me that I’m jealous because I’m afraid. There’s a rabbit-hole opening under me … and I can’t flail, drag and clutch at everything and everyone … just because I don’t want to fall … alone. I gotta let go and ride it high, he said. And so he let go of his grip to find his gin and tonic, and cross his right leg over his left knee.
Don,
I feel the first four lines were surprising, and the last line too much of a cliched echo of the Desiderata. That last line really needs to jump up in the air so the reader gives a little gasp of surprise and delight…just my thought–take it or leave it as you seem to have plenty of fans for this one. 🙂
Love to you on my 61st birthday…where does the time go???