Always Thankful

Morning Beauty

    There are so many leaves. Piles of them. I take pleasure in their abundance. More saints than you could ever dream of. Each one singular. Each one itself. Yellow, red, orange, parchment. They sail down in the autumn air like fearless sky divers.  They are so trusting -- letting go, completely. Not questioning as I do... Will it be safe? Will I understand? Will it hurt? ... stalling, qualifying, questioning, instead of releasing and taking to the air ..."

Look and You Shall See

                  

       If you can't see what you're looking for, see what's there.

All we ever need is before us, around us, and within us.

Always There

I am the road
you did not take
because you were not sure
exactly where I'd go
or if you had
the traction you would need
to back out when the going
got too rough.

Yet still,
whenever you drive by,
you look at me and wonder...
And yet know that I will always
be on that road with you in the
roughness and in the joy of the
journey.

Silence and Stillness

To be able to live in the light, for the light, and because of the light we must strive at least once a day to taste the peace of paradise that dwells within us. We need to find some time each day to sit quietly in peace, in stillness, savoring the mystery of God within us. Such silent sitting will not only prepare us to find "eternal rest" at the time of our death; it will help us find infinite peace in the midst of the problems of life.

 

from FEATHERS ON THE WIND by Edward Hays

The Doors In Between

      Although it looks like a picture of a sunset in the sky, it is in fact, the reflection of the sky on the surface of a pond.  Life is frequently like this, what we perceive as real is only a reflection of our perception.  I often see things as known or unknown, and in between are the doors of perception. There are miracles that happen everyday. If I can change my perception of what a miracle is, I will be open to seeing them all around working in a space and time that is beyond  reality.