A time to allow dreams to resolve any unrest .
Reborn in the morning with a heart blessed with peacefullness.
The dreams may not always be sweet but may they always bring peace at the
sign of the morning’s light .
The lie of victimhood having emboldened frustration tries to justify death . Each sacred breath divvied up into worthy or expendable …what’s next ?
It’s time to remind that free speech is responsibility . Not a weapon for one’s own use .
We are limitless in what and how we create and those that choose actions grounded in truth , integrity and compassion lead the way for longevity for the human race .
Experiences hold a key to changing perceptions and when ….that’s not on the table
where do we go from here ?
The soul of humanity is being fully explored . It’s light and it’s darkness are rising to the surface . Meeting face to face and discerning it’s direction .
When the dark comes knocking then it’s time to look and time to rise .
Time to make changes with fearlessness .
The air suddenly became more pure today .
Dismal darkness of a tyrant fading …with lessons remaining .
Love IS a legacy and will only happen when we choose it again and again …and again .
Hope is a dream both visionary and real .
It carries us through days and nights of cold and fire .
It inspires us to do what we only imagined the day before yesterday .
And we are today reaffirming Freedom .
Amen .
Like a beautiful , wondrous surprise , one day , a lone bird is heard .
It’s song parting the grayness of winter .
Lifting mood and vision towards dreams to be explored .
And with joyous heart more birds begin to sing .
Walking along the shoreline away from the light .
It had been hidden from sight .
Slowly pausing , my feet upon he sand , I turned around to see the beautiful shifting
in the sky .
The water calm and shimmering and the clouds giving way to the sun’s light
like a delicate dance heading into the night .
blchapman 