My mask has protected me, saved me. I count it as a true blessing. Do you have any sobering thoughts about masks? Be well everyone. Let's all reap the best of the season that unfolds sprightly.
Sharing a heart-to-heart with you in this one. The good news, I delved on a mental escapade, & when I resurfaced, found I wrote my first Diatelle, and it rhymes! That never happened to me before.
Are you happy? Or are you one who thinks that happiness is yet to come to you? Say, after you achieve such and such a thing? Or perhaps you feel that you are not deserving of happiness? That everyone gets a quota on happiness, and since you already experienced some once, you've already met yours. Or perhaps you feel you need to give up something -- which you're not ready to give up yet -- to get you there? Or, and this is the saddest, perhaps you're clinging on to old beliefs, sabotaging you from getting you to that happy place? Here's the thing, you are deserving of happiness.
Do you know any nobodies? People that manage to whisper the words you feel unfit to speak/write? Let me tell you of one nobody I know. She wrote of universal 'feels' that reflect back at me. Childhood. Please enjoy.
No two lives follow the same trajectory, but all our lives lead us on the same journey: Life. So today, I share something I know about getting closer to world peace. Won't you share your thoughts too?
Oh, goodie, we get to see the beginning of another new year. Happy end of the holiday ‘Season,’ a fantabulous New Year. May the New Year bring you closer to fulfilling the desires you hold dearest in your heart, and most of all, I Wish You Miracles.
As we stand at the start line, I want to wish you a Spectacularly Happy New Year. And more miracles.
Christmas is magic and Christmas is love. Here's a story of how my heart grew a few inches that Christmas a long time ago.
Do me a favor, rebloggers, reblog this one. Thanks. I'm learning to navigate the blogger sphere as well. Let's help each other and make courtesy and kindness attractive again. Mutual respect, remember? xo
© 2021 selmamartin.com (exclusively) Show me proper courtesy if you wish to reblog this, and ask for written permission to repost. Thank you. Do you have a Halloween poem that you wrote and failed to publish? Then I guess that poem is bullying your shadow. Let's do something about that.
These things I remember, and I remember them well: Father brought us white Christmases to revel and to boast, and Mother brought us Christmases to last forever.
This post is inspired by the "It's not easy being green: other things to consider" quotes by Jim Henson. With a Senryu and Pixabay photos, I hope to add value to you today. And I hope these words reach our COP26 leaders. Amen.