This too shall pass.
Not being enough.
My father was inspirational in paving my way in life. When others doubted me, he stood steadfast. Through his actions and words, he taught me that everyone was equal, something not echoed in society at that time. I grew strong and confident that I could go anywhere and do anything. He would say I was a child of God. And so I was then and so I am now. He has passed on, but I thank and bless his spirit every day. And interjecting a bit of his reality, he did this while raising/supporting eight...
My father was inspirational in paving my way in life. When others doubted me, he stood steadfast. Through his actions and words, he taught me that everyone was equal, something not echoed in society at that time. I grew strong and confident that I could go anywhere and do anything. He would say I was a child of God. And so I was then and so I am now. He has passed on, but I thank and bless his spirit every day. And interjecting a bit of his reality, he did this while raising/supporting eight other children all the way through college. Imagine that!
Everything. The ‘walls of resistance’ come falling down and I am at peace with whatever challenges or delights spirit has fashioned for me.
As others have shared, I have been impacted in my life by far too many to name here. There is a commonality amongst them, however. Consistently they invited me to open myself to new experiences, learn and grow from them and grasp and love the magnificence of life with grace.
Is it possible? Is it conceivable that my little kitty offers kindness every day to me? In her sweetness, in her loving way and in her apparent gratitude for a life well-lived, she flops herself down beside me in total surrender. I have much to learn from her. A friend offers that perhaps I might write about the lessons she has taught me. And I suspect I shall in modest return for all she gives me.
A case of the ‘shoulds’.
That love has a way of finding me.
I am thankful for the beautiful array of colorful hues stretched across the morning sky. Clouds intermittently glowing and percolating in pinks, reds and oranges against pale blue. An artist’s masterpiece reminding me that spirit emerges everywhere and within everyone.
The surprising joy this Thanksgiving weekend of laughing until I cried almost rolling over on the floor with my sister because of our antics. She is one moment an angel and then next, amazingly funny. I think the rest of our family heard our laughter because the phone calls kept flying in. Joy was everywhere we were!
A deep connection to Spirit and a gift of feeling and knowing the presence of loved ones not of this world.
Thank you. Same to you as well!
Kevin: That’s hilarious! Thank you for giving me an early morning chuckle!
Maya, you are so very welcome. Blessings.
Beautiful, Carla. I hope I can learn from your experience: resistance then acceptance of help and the joys that ensue. Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful. Well said and deeply felt. Thank you for sharing.
‘Slow down you’re moving too fast. Got to make the morning last. Kicking down the cobblestone. Looking for fun and feeling groovy.’ Wonderful lyrics by singer/songwriter, Paul Simon. May not be verbatim but close. (I can hear the music resounding in my head like yesterday.)
So sweet of you, Antoinette! Thank you.
Sincere thanks to the you, Malag.
Carla: Beautiful imagery. Almost feels like I am there with you in MN. Makes me long for our cabin on Lake Vermilion! Blessings, Debra
Fabulous! Thank you for sharing, Ellen.
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