My bed is warm Reverent is my spirit My eyes get heavier By the minute
Zoom out, and listen to the silence talk back, relinquish your need to distract. With aplomb, serenity, and slowness observe yourself from above. Speak if it improves the silence but slowdown, hurry up...
The night sky with its myriad of stars is unequivocally the eyes of those, like a father or a mother, who look down on us with love and everlasting affection.
On the alwayswrite blog owned by Marsha Ingrao she runs a Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC) that I knew nothing about. But thanks to the lovely photo image I added…
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Everything I do in the garden is fun. I smile a lot then. But then the next day... but then I remember, that the flowers are the custodians of the smiles I cannot make shine in the morning, and that I can collect those smiles from the garden where I left them. I wish you smiles. I wish you miracles.
The ratio of the Fibonacci Spiral Poem is a pattern found in nature. It follows a sequence of numbers where each syllable of a word is the sum of the previous two syllables. Like nature, you and I are a perfect specimen of imperfection reproducing, loving, living-- warmed by the sun... You and I.
What if... Compounding at 1% a day, in 365 days, we’ll be 37 times better/stronger/more blessed/kinder. Here's one way to get started: Let your hard-earned money work as an extension of you; send it out with one blessing to touch people’s life. In time, you might decide to increase that rule.
What are you, right now? Right now, you are a seeing being. The love that you brought when you came into this world is as pristine as it ever was. Why have you forgotten? Why do you insist on blanketing it under pretenses and stale bravadoes? Let the circus clown in this story remind you...
Miracles enclose us in a life of abundance. They are ordinary and real. All we gotta do is believe in them. And if you're still in need of one today, I wish you miracles.
We’re one people brought down to our knees To face challenges we’ve ignored for too long If it weren’t for the love we all carry in our souls We would have perished already, alone
A slumbering soul ain’t ever been heard of And no dying dream a full life e’er could fulfill Life is precious when it is lived fully awoken Despite tribulations, sorrows, pain, and change This Life is real and please, make no mistaking That another is the purpose of this phase ...