Do you remember putting puzzles together or painting by the numbers, when there was mostly sky? It was hard to find the pieces to put together, as there was nothing with which to match them up; or, in painting the sky, the same color got tiring ― maybe, even boring. It was how I was thinking about my life the past few months. Things slowed down to a halt with not much happening and I got to wondering what this was all about. Continue reading
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Crutches ― For Real Not a Metaphor
Life has a way of sending messages and getting my attention . . . Whoa! Pump the brakes and back up the bus! This is not a metaphor. I’m really on crutches.
Let me see ― I managed to make it almost 69 years without a broken bone until a few days ago. Yep ― that’s right. I slid on gravel after hooking up the hose and fell fracturing my ankle in 3 places. Continue reading
Can You Feel It?
Jason Ahrns via Compfight
The evidence is all around me. I can hear it, if I listen. I can feel it. It’s a quiet, subtle sound that’s building and it speaks of harmony. It speaks of love. It’s picking up momentum and its voice is strong, yet gentle, unlike the other noise and chatter demanding my attention. It cuts straight to my core shining light on the darkness and fears I still need to face.
It’s always been there only I’m becoming more aware of it. I’m choosing to listen to it. What will you listen to and how will you respond? It begins with us.
Pat from the ‘ol kitchen table
ALL OF US, PLEASE “PRAY FOR PEACE” ~ REBLOG FROM JOHN COYOTE
Thank you, John, for allowing me the opportunity to share your post with my readers. To me, it struck as a reminder of the world conditions and how critical it is on the part I play and what I can do.
We’re all connected and if we can send out the energy of love, collectively, I can’t help but think it will matter and touch those that need it the most. Here is John’s post: Continue reading
Remembering My Mother on Mother’s Day
For me, there have been too many times I’ve remembered my mother in troubled times with heartfelt struggles and I want it to be different this Mother’s Day. I want to remember her for the beautiful woman that she was and her intelligence. Continue reading
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