Goods
It’s the immemorial feelings
I like the best: hunger, thirst,
their satisfaction; work-weariness,
earned rest; the falling again
from loneliness to love;
the green growth the mind takes
from the pastures in March;
The gayety in the stride
of a good team of Belgian mares
that seems to shudder from me
through all my ancestry.
by Wendell Berry
http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/
For every unexpected bump, turn, or squiggle on the path of life you pretty much have two choices:
Accept it as if you yourself had meticulously planned it and as if you’re being watched by 10,000 cheering angels who love you so much, you’re pretty much all they ever sing about.
Or, accept it, kicking and screaming, as if it were some freak accident or random mistake that had befallen you by chance.
I know which I would choose,
The Universe
Thoughts become things… choose the good ones!
http://www.tut.com
Just as millions of snowflakes pile up to
create a blanket of snow,
the “thank you’s” we say pile up and
fall gently upon one another until,
in our hearts and minds,
we are adrift in gratitude.
Daphne Rose Kingma
We give thanks to God and the Father of
our Lord Jesus Christ,
praying always for you.
Colossians 1:3
Maritta Terrell
Thoughts are also posted at:
http://thoughtsaday.blogspot.com/
…
in other words
magic persists with
or without us
no matter how
we may try to
destroy it
and I would
destroy the last chance for
myself
that this might always
continue.
cats and you and me (edited)
by Charles Bukowski
Found on Paulo Coelho’s Blog:
Several times I gave received via Internet some texts attributed to me, as
the text below. I made several changes and decided to post it here:
One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on
staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the
meaning of the other stages we have to go through.
Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters – whatever name we
give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that
have finished.
Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did
you leave your parents’ house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting
friendship ended all of a sudden? You can spend a long time wondering
why this has happened.
You can tell yourself you won’t take another step until you find out
why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life
have turned into dust, just like that. But such an attitude will be
awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or
wife, your friends, your children, your sister. Everyone is finishing
chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will
all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.
Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away.
That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy
souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or
donate the books you have at home.
Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible
world, of what is going on in our hearts – and getting rid of certain
memories also means making some room for other memories to take their
place.
Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them.
Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and
sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, do not expect
your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your
love to be understood.
Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program
over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a
certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.
Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that
are broken off; marriage or work that is promised but there is no starting date;
decisions that are always put off waiting for the “ideal moment.”
Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell
yourself that what has passed will never come back. Remember that
there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person
– nothing is irreplaceable; a habit is not a need. This may sound so
obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.
Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but
simply because that no longer fits your life.
Shut the door, change the record, clean the house and shake off the dust.
Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.
– unknown (edited by Paulo Coelho)
“We ache to touch intimately what is real, to find the marriage of meaning & matter in our lives & in the world. We ache to feel & express the fire of being fully alive. Willing to do our creative work. . . .we add a life-sustaining breath …to the world.” ~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer from “What We Ache For: Creativity & The Unfolding of Your Soul.” There are thousands of ways to be creative today- to allow our imagination to lead us into new ways of being with what is- in a business meeting, in front of a canvas, in making a meal, in writing on the page, in walking down the street. Creativity sees the patterns we create in our days & then moves in them & with them in a new way. It is what enlivens the familiar, reroutes the habitual, opens us to seeing & making new flashes of brilliance & beauty. It is how we co-create the world. (Image is David Kracov’s breathtaking sculpture entitled The Book of Life)
If we can’t ever fly from God, if God could show up anywhere— then when it’s exactly most unlikely for Him to come to us — it is most like Him to come to us right then.
it’s almost be this moan on the wind:
“I just wanted you to remember me….”
“When I was hungry — did you remember Me?
When I was hollowed out and emptied out and worn right out — did you remember Me?
When I was thirsty for water, parched for fresh grace, bone dry for the real Body of Christ — did you remember Me?”
Oh Child.
Oh, Christ Child.
And we go home from the manger to our tree, the scent of God still on us.
We are born in time, still, to embrace the Christ Child: we can hold Christ now in every hurting person we hold.
Did I give You food when You were hungry?
Did I give You water when You were thirsty?
Did I remember You at all this Christmas, Child who bore the Tree?
And on a spinning orb of Christmas Trees, our hearts can pound yes — our limbs and light and love reaching straight out…
– Ann Voskamp http://www.aholyexperience.com/ (edited)
Now burn, new born to the world,
Double-natured name,
The heaven-flung, heart-fleshed, maiden-furled
Miracle-in-Mary-of-flame,
Mid-numbered He in three of the thunder-throne!
Not a dooms-day dazzle in his coming nor dark as he came;
Kind, but royally reclaiming his own;
A released shower, let flash to the shire, not a lightning of fire hard-hurled.
– Gerald Manley Hopkins
“The miracle is this – the more we share, the more we have.”
– Leonard Nimoy
Is it not to share your bread with the hungry
and bring the homeless poor into your house;
when you see the naked, to cover him,
and not to hide yourself from your own flesh?
Then shall your light break forth like the dawn,
and your healing shall spring up speedily;
your righteousness shall go before you;
the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.
Isaiah 58:7-8
Maritta Terrell
Thoughts are also posted at:
http://thoughtsaday.blogspot.com/
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