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Gratefulness has become my practice. Compassion is mine to learn. Kindness is a valid way to walk through this life.
Brother David,
I was putting the letters I received in 2021 in my letter box and came across a card you sent me that encouraged me to publish the book on reflections from your workshops on Kauai ( at the Waipa Foundation). I did publish the book and have given it many times as a gift. I also put it on Amazon. I would really like to send you a copy if I could know the address where you would like to receive this gift.
Blessings + Pamela McRae-Dux
I always feel that Native American writers have such a deep and unique connection to nature. I am more an observer, grateful yes, but a little distant. To connect with a circular motion of the eagle this poem’s author recognizes that motion in her body and psyche as well as her soul. How fortunate she is.
The first thing I noticed around me were the lilacs and the fragrance. I brought some in the house and after a few days the fragrance faded and I went for a few more. This time I shared the space with a huge yellow butterfly and neither of us had to leave for the other to share the beautiful fragrance of the bush. I really enjoyed that sharing as it made the moment something more for me..
Oh, I wish that I would see something in my physicality improving as the poet does. Having the optometrist validate an appreciable improvement could make it true. By the end of the poem, our poet is softening her inner gaze to allow mindfulness to show improvement in very subtle areas that are only validated by herself. Her gratitude is palpably expressed in the words that describe her heart beat (& breath) within the cathedral made of her ribs. Very poetic artistry. I have found that whe...
Oh, I wish that I would see something in my physicality improving as the poet does. Having the optometrist validate an appreciable improvement could make it true. By the end of the poem, our poet is softening her inner gaze to allow mindfulness to show improvement in very subtle areas that are only validated by herself. Her gratitude is palpably expressed in the words that describe her heart beat (& breath) within the cathedral made of her ribs. Very poetic artistry. I have found that when I am able to allow subtlety in then I am a bit better, as evidenced in this moment of peace caught amidst too many questions that are unanswered still…
I sit on a folding chair on the deck with a cold glass of water. I feel supported and happy. I enjoy looking at the clouds in the sky. I feel supported and blessed. I hear the wind ring the chimes in a soft lullaby. I am enfolded in love. I know that this enjoyment may only last as long as I can open to feel it. It is enough.
I thank the team for this time during National Poetry Month. warm regards, Pamela
Sharing my writing and art with them and for a beautiful soul. I am always encouraged to cultivate these innate gifts even more when I am thanked.
Kristi…that was so well written and I could almost feel the earth outside calling me to enjoy some time in quiet there. Thank you.
I notice that when I am rested I can remain in the arena of blessings. I also notice that I do better as an anonymous voice. I appreciate seeing that this is a daily practice that is easier if we take all the good that comes our way and allow it to flow out even to those who might harbor a negativity towards us. Blessings, like water, can carve a path through stone. By passing them on we melt hearts and minds of those we are fortunate to meet on the path.
You know, I have a “retablo” of Saint Martha in my kitchen. She reminds me that all kitchen activities are sacred gestures to bless those who will enjoy the good taste of the food and these activities are work that brings me great happiness. Kitchen noises center me like a prayer and are a connection to God. I am with the Creator in working with my hands.
1st day I liked the Haiku by HOSHA Quieting the mind deep in the forest water drips
I wrote one just after helping our cat give birth to three kittens on 4/12/19
Black bundle of love crying in the pain of labor mewing — purring — ahhh
I had seen this video before and it is just as powerful and heartwarming the second time. I know that looking into the eyes of a deer crossing the property, a feral cat blinking and coming close for food, a coyote in the distance prowling a neighborhood that was once undeveloped land or into the eyes of an injured bird resting in my hand until it is ready to take off, I come in contact with the sacred life force that runs through us all. In that moment, peace enters my heart and I am strength...
I had seen this video before and it is just as powerful and heartwarming the second time. I know that looking into the eyes of a deer crossing the property, a feral cat blinking and coming close for food, a coyote in the distance prowling a neighborhood that was once undeveloped land or into the eyes of an injured bird resting in my hand until it is ready to take off, I come in contact with the sacred life force that runs through us all. In that moment, peace enters my heart and I am strengthened knowing that my journey to embody the divine and angelic in my being is still going on.
I will certainly do that Kristi. I am waiting for an order from Lulu publishing and it should be here soon. I will also include a gift copy for you which you can share with the staff if you wish.
Warm regards, Pamela
Very clear picture of seeing what is around you. Nice!
Thank you for this sharing Janet. I am feeling like you are a very positive member of the community and I feel better reading what you wrote.
Your ability to heal and your commitment to your Heartspoken Life send waves of healing across the planet. Never doubt that Elizabeth!
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