This is a wonderful reminder about the use of time as it flows along. It is not linear and follows its own stream bed. Without saying a thing, it always surrounds us. Use it well.
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Happiness Can Be Your Choice…
Happiness is a choice. Have a great day everyone. As Kathy would say, “Smile, it will make others wonder what you are up to.”
We have the choice to choose how we will live each day. Even though we may walk through the valley of the shadow of death, how we do it is our choice.
Remember you are strong, and each step is your choice, even when you do not feel it is so. With each step you become stronger.
Look for happiness in the smallest of things, it is there just take the time to look. Happiness is ours, we can make it happen not only for ourselves, but for those we encounter. Take the challenge it is so worth it!
Happy Friday my friends…
Picture: Quotesforthemind.com
Painting With Words
I came across this blog yesterday and the first poem I read was this lovely one about poetry. We are each poets in our own right.
Painting with words is easy.
For you, it is innate
broad brushstrokes slashed across new canvas
bringing people into your thoughts, your heart
The most intimate touch of oneself on others.
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Glorious words are the medium with which you paint
your love, on the pure and powdery white of the paper.
The sound of the brush, the friction with the yielding surface, the curves,
the nuanced magic of mind and hand connected,
The mysteries solved, the enigma remaining.
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Lines defining thoughts and feeling,
delineating between fading and brightening of images
shading so perfect as to tint your readers’ heart
Sending it through the cosmos to us denizens of your wondrous kingdom.
Buddhist Monk Blesses A Dead Man
This is an incredible blog. I could have re-blogged many posts, but my suggestion is to take a few minutes and spend time there. The posts restore any lagging faith in human kindness and compassion.
An elderly person passed away in the waiting hall of the Shanxi Taiyuan train station, China. A monk who happened to be waiting for his train went forth, held the deceased’s hand, and proceeded to bless him.
I Live NOW!
We think of mindfulness and presence as being a non-Western way of thinking. Both have played a substantial role in our western culture as is evidenced by the this Emerson quote.
With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
A beautiful dance
Relationships need space or they do not flourish. We move together in those spaces and find newness and freshness. I think the rain mentioned in the post is a great metaphor for this growth. It nourishes and feeds the spaces.
The words and the image placed together the way I envisioned, always delights my soul in way I never imagined.
Their dance in front of my eyes opens the doors to this wonderful world of creation, I too often dismiss.
Something deep within tells me this is the way to finding myself back.
The forecast calls for showers and I am looking forward to it, I miss the smell of the rain on a Saturday afternoon.
I wish you dear friends a beautiful time filled with joy and passion, doing what ever it is your heart desires 🙂
Emotions Cast Out – A Tanka
This is a beautiful tanka which speaks to the need to be mindful of our emotions and know that they can to shall pass.
Emotions cast out
Like a net upon the sea
Unexpectedly
Take on a life of their own
Spiraling out of control
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
who knows if the moon’s, poem by e.e. cummings
When I read e.e. cummings, I am never sure of the message which is great. This way the message can be different each time I read his poetry. Most of all the underlying theme is the uncertainty of life.
who knows if the moon’s
by e.e. cummings
by e.e. cummings
who knows if the moon’s
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky—filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where
always
it’s
Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves
Photo: “Hollywood Moon” by Barbara Linkevitch, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
A dream
Here is a little humour for the day. If only I could cross the road without my motives being questioned?
evening flowers – from my desk to yours: mere happiness…:-)
A beautiful poem in French and English and slide show. Enjoy the sensory overload that is offered.
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 