It’s been a year and here we are once again . Many say it’s the New Year but I say it’s you . The review that you offer is heartfelt and true . Thank you .
Playfullness in my heart comes alive and swishing down a store’s aisle is …what it’s all for anyway . Quiet moments and a tear or two come again . Strengthening the heart muscle so that I may give more in the year ahead . Thank you .
I think of you and see the serious but today is for the silly . The silly in you and the silly in me . Lets give kindness to the silly and dance and swish about . Thank you .
Kindness is my present to you and to me . Your list is long and worries you . ” Please , go ahead in the line . I don’t mind .” Take a breath and relieve the stress . Thank you .
Dance in the aisle or at home in the kitchen is how I’ll remember the kindness of the holiday .
When I was a little girl I was keenly aware of my aloneness . It wasn’t something that I understood . It just was . In the middle of the night I sometimes awoke to see the Moon . I looked at it so hard that I imagined it was there to bring me comfort . And comfort me it did. When it was felt so deeply that my heart ached and scarcely could I breathe I thought ” I am here and I am so filled with love that I must breathe and breathe deeply “. This love must go somewhere . Somewhere out into the world . That is only way that I can be keep taking a breath. When that vacant space makes itself known to me today I turn to the sky . I look for the stars and the Moon and I breathe … deeply . The connection to all eternity is there and is my comfort .
A sense of fury in the air leads me to wonder if thunder is on the way . walking along the road , listening to the crackling of twigs and pebbles and leaves underfoot . Sounds entering my thoughts becoming a part of the flow . A deep breath in . The air is cool and heavy with moisture . Turning my head slowly about as I release my breath back out into life .
What unexpected treasure will this walk provide today ? There’s always something . Always a little something revealing itself to me . Will it come from the outside or the inside ? A moment of understanding the threads of thoughts and actions or of intuition knowing when the need for quiet will reap the greatest rewards . Adding a little skip into my step and it’s clear. .There’s no need to know ahead of time where it will come from . That’s the beauty inside the mystery . And the mystery reveals what you need to know in your heart when it’s right .
The heart swells with freedom when I offer thanks . The loved ones that give their patience and offer me their brokenness are acts of love and trust that expand our connections to life .
The heart swells with compassion when I offer thanks . When I see grace in the eyes of a stranger whose suffering I yearn to relieve. Then I know that my spirit is forever altered by love.
The heart swells by the touch of the eternal line of forgiveness that requires no thank you .
How can I say that I don’t know you when I do . I know the joys of singing and hearing a melody. As I know how the heart aches and breaks and how it comes alive again and again . There is great freedom in giving Thanks .