You Never Know

"Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?"

(Mary Oliver)

Lately, I have been setting aside a few moments every Sunday night and try to focus on my plans and objectives for the week about to start.  I don't want to to just through the motions, I want to see, feel, and enjoy everything.  Whether I'm doing something important or just running a simple errand, I intend to live!

I would like to share this very special poem I read some time ago. May your week start with a happy song and may you always remember to breathe deeply:

"You never know when someone

May catch a dream from you.

You never know when a little word

Or something you may do

May open up the windows

Of a mind that seeks the light-

The way you live may not matter at all,

But you never know -- it might.

And just in case it could be

That another's life, through you,

Might possibly change for the better

With a broader and brighter view,

It seems it might be worth a try

At pointing the way to the right -

Of course, it may not matter at all,

But then again -- it might..."

Poem by Helen Lowrie Marshall
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The portrait of a word

If words had faces, what would they "look" like?

Would Joy have golden curls and leave a scent of lilacs in the air?

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Would Disdain wear a silk frock fashioned in a strategic way so that when she turns to leave, you can’t help but admire her perfect back?

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When Envy turns green, does it look like this?

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I wonder if Smile really has perfect teeth?

 

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What would Demure wear to a tea party on Saturday afternoon?

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Irresistible "is" because of this...

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Beware! Danger ahead!

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A strange Weed has made my garden it's home.

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One Enchanted evening...

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Glimpses of Motherhood

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Come with me and Flyaway...

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Imagination meets a new friend

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There is Peace in my heart...

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Before I close this post I'd like to say that my allergies are still in full force, I am highly medicated (that might explain and somehow justify this ramdon exploration within the world of words :0) Thank you all for your inquiries and good wishes xxx

Have a beautiful Thursday!

Thoughts and Dreams

"The unreal is more powerful than the real,

because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it,

because it's only tangible ideas, concepts, beliefs,

fantasies that last.

Stone crumbles, wood rots, people, well, they die.

But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend,

they can go on and on..."

Quote by Chuck Palahniuk

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Trouble in Paradise

I was hoping the Allergy Monster would forget about me this year. I tiptoed around the house and spoke softly trusting IT would not find me. We've been playing hide and go seek for a while but I was no match. I've been caught!

I lay in misery with teary eyes, a swollen red nose, feeling VERY cranky. Based on past experiences, and regardless of all the medication I take, this will probably go on till the beginning of May when all of the sudden I will get up one morning and like magic, the Monster will be gone.

Blue skies, blooming trees, tulips and daffodils everywhere...sigh...

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Powerful words

Last night I could not fall asleep so I decided to give television a try. There I was, flipping through the different chanels, searching (in vain) for something worth watching.  I paused on PBS for moment when I heard the following:

"Who you are and where you are from should never stand in the way of what you believe"

I was struck by the simplicity of the slogan and it's profound message. In just eighteen words an advice that, if followed, could totally and radically change anyone's world. It got me thinking about the incredible strength that could be found inside each one of us. I thought of all the ordeals the human race has endured through history. Wars, persecutions, plagues, hunger, natural disasters and yet, through sheer will and determination people continued down the path laid down before their eyes. Amidst tragedy and pain extraordinary works of art were created, heavenly music was written. Hearts did not stop beating and clinging to hope. 

As I finally drifted off to sleep I felt comforted and moved by those words, perhaps because  I am an incurable romantic, a woman who has been jokingly diagnosed to have "the Peter Pan Syndrome" a hopeless dreamer who constantly roams the hallways of Make Believe Castle.

To all who are strong enough to continue moving forward and dream I say, here's to believing!

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Quiet thoughts

Friday Morning awoke slowly, with heavy eyes. There was a strange peace. The sounds were muffled, even the birds seemed to be wrapped in the gentle mist.

On a day like this I like to sit in a quiet corner and let my thoughts flutter.  Like butterflies they stop here and there, unhurried, unleashed, unafraid.  My mind becomes a garden and the flowers are happy memories.

I listen to the gentle April rain on my window, the ticking of the clock, a car passing by, the sound of a wind bell, and I find that's all I need. "Joy" is here. We are sharing quiet thoughts.

Have a beautiful weekend!

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