Sunday, December 27, 2015

LET THIS BE THE YEAR...

                                Birmingham, AL

Let this be the year of a new slant on life and all that tags along with that.  Let this be when I see you and your glowing face and celebrate how lucky I am to know you.  Let this be the year of shouting out loud…of saying I love you and hearing that echo back to me.  Let this be the year to celebrate all I have learned and all that is still waiting for me.  Let this be the year of hope, gratitude, learning, amazement and all that tags along happily behind.  Let this be the year of much or little and all nested in between.  Mostly let this be the year to accept with grace whichever of those is given to me.  Let this be the year of all the things yet to be.  Let this be the year of flowers, laughter, songs, tears, hugs and memories. Let this be the year of hope, helping, caring and great mounds of happiness.  Let this be the year to have a world full of people that fill my heart.  Let this be the year of new connections and new ways of meeting the world with acceptance and openness.  Let this be the year when I look in a mirror and nod…liking the woman I see.  I will grin to see her trying, rejoicing, dancing, playing and all the other things that fill her full to bursting.  Let this be the year when I say with full heart…I love you world.  Let this be that year!!!

Thursday, December 17, 2015

INSIGHTS FROM MY COCOON

December 17, 2015

Birmingham, AL

Cocooned by quilts, tucked into the strong arms of shelter... rain taps insistently overhead adding yet more insulation while I'm burrowed into my snuggle-safe world. Oh how lucky I am!  I have in no way earned to be blessed while others struggle.  For me today, this isn't a call to rush headlong toward a great cause but to pause with indrawn breath and expand my awareness...to feel in my everyday world where I can add a little joy or lessen a burden or confront a need I would rather turn my head and ignore. Some people are built to lead great causes but what magic can individuals create by just their daily choices?  Cradled so tenderly I am graced to feel challenged to find out.