Faith of the Heart

My heart has been very full of late. And heavy. My emotions run the gamut from anger, helplessness, fear, and frustration to deep love, hope and forever faith-because faith is that which always brings us through. I say ‘us’ because as lonely as I feel, surrounded by cold indifference and obvious apathy and ignorance to the survival of our human race, I know you are out there. No one can douse our heart lights. We are the Light Ones, the ones who must continue to Illuminate the darkness, to love beyond all obstacles and to carry the torch of faith into an uncertain future.  The meaning of life is to ‘live’ and to do it with love, for love is what sustains our souls.

I had a dream last night about my deceased mother. I was handing her a young child and she took him from my arms and told me everything was going to be fine and to be brave. I have to find my ‘brave’ from deep inside and wear it proudly. I awoke with this song in my head and can’t shake it so I am sharing it with you all. Perhaps it will mean something to one of you as well. For me, it is a reminder of my timeless soul and that after all is said and done, we will remain as we were in the beginning. Until then, if we want a better world, we sometimes have to fight for it, because there are so many willing to fight to steal it from us.

Have faith, let it be your shield and support. We do have help ‘out there’. We just often forget to ask for it.

 

Always a Potter Moment

I have found there is always a Harry Potter moment that will apply to things in life. I even found a way to apply it to today’s SoCS prompt from Linda Hill. The word is cave and can be used as a verb or a noun.

I decided on a name. A band. And a song from one of my favorite Harry Potter installments, The Deathly Hallows.Enjoy your weekend!

It seems appropriate in these dark times to look for the light now more than ever….

Why Can’t It Be So…

This has been my favorite holiday song for many years. While not a traditional hymn, I feel it speaks to the Spirit of Christmas and the message of the Messiah in the most profound sense. Most people are filled with a sense of wonder, forgiveness, generosity and hope at this time of year. Why should our hearts and minds abandon such truths once the music stops, the decorations come down and the world returns to its spinning, busy, hectic routine? Elvis sang it best…

 

Why can’t every day be like Christmas? Peace and Love be with you today and every day in the coming year. If you can’t find such peace, then be that peace.

Love and Light always,

Cheryl

Reflections of My Life

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Will I, when faced with life’s review,

be content to watch my passage?

Will I be proud, ashamed

to see my name

on that eternal movie screen?

Life, indeed a stage, and each must

play a role with no script in hand.

Do we follow our cues

for the paths we choose

or boldly improvise?

I hope with constant vigilance

to owe such little recompense

that I may revel in the rest

as I lay aside my script

with its pages worn and ripped

to bask in brilliant Light

in sweet repose.

I shall return the key

until it’s time for me

to succumb to the seduction

of another huge production

that will give me second chances

and with no backward glances,

find new glory in the spotlight-

Center stage.

Cheryl KP

copyright 2019

This post is part of Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt

Visit her blog to read more posts and meet some amazing people. If you’re into beautiful sunsets, stop by Dan’s place. They are serving up cold ones at the bar.

This song was a favorite of mine in Jr High School. I still love it though it is almost never played in oldies venues.
Love and Light and happy #Free48 to everyone!

 

The PeaceWithin

Anyone who has ever followed my blog or knows me well understands my idea of peace. While I continue to envision and pray for universal peace, I know that true peace can only be found within each soul individually. Every one of us is responsible for finding that place which  we can retreat to for solace, comfort and the assurance that all will be well in our souls.

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For those who accept the idea that our lives are guided by a higher power, Peace then comes in that knowledge and acceptance, each finding their own way of communion with Spirit. What name this guiding force is called matters not. If universal naming were important we would all be in trouble here.

What matters most is that every living thing find a common pulse, that place in which we all become one, even for a moment. Call it prayer, meditation, communion or simply quieting the mind from the constant chatter that we have come to know as commonplace in our lives.

The peace I find comes in the shade of the Creator’s Love, this beautiful spinning orb of rock, water, gases and cellular magnificence we call Earth..and home. I spent my Thanksgiving breathing, relaxing and being. I spent yesterday reveling in our home and its inhabitants. This is my church and these are my fellow worshippers. We are thankful for our breath and what each if us knows as perfection in life. The genuine moments of peace that sustain us through hardship and loss. These are the gifts, the treasure, the cool shade of a Love that knows no limit.

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Snowy egret in Canaveral Seashore National Reserve
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We take wing when fear consumes us. Or we trust in Spirit and wait
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Can you hear them whispering?
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I missed seeing my hawk friends so often

 

 

It is a good thing to find joy wherever you may be. It is another to be in a place where joy bombards you from all directions. For me that place is within the living world.

May you find a reason to be thankful in every day.

This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt.

If our walk made you thirsty, head on over to Dan’s place. They are serving up cold ones in spite of the impending snow predictions. 😉

Repose

Repose:

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a state of rest, sleep or tranquility..

a state of resting after exertion or strain..

a place of rest…

peace, tranquility…

lack of activity…

cessation or absence of activity, movement, or animation..

to lie at rest, to lie dead, to remain still or concealed…

to take a rest, to rest for support…

 

What place is this, such promise be

where soul finds peace, tranquility?

Thus waits the cool and shadowy balm

that fills the troubled heart with calm.

Where time stands still, they lay their fears

and soft, the light will dry their tears.

Sweet rest, for hope doth thus suppose 

salvation found in sweet repose.

Cheryl KP

Copyright words and image 2019

 

 

 

 

If You Think

If you think that nature is accidental, without order or purpose, or that what we do has no impact on its metabolism, then you aren’t looking closely…

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We are all leaders and followers, explorers and sages, lost and found, stumbling around in a daze, the days float by like wispy clouds across the landscape of evolution, revolution simmers within the soul of forgotten dreams, what seems to be is not and up is down, the quaking ground disintegrates while we dance upon its face and disgrace the toils of our ancestors, blaming them for not foreseeing our arrogance and gluttony, the litany of progress and technology drowning out the cacophony of the Earth’s despairing cry-“Hear me!”

Every living thing, every cell within existence, is part of the never ending chain. What seems minuscule to us is in turn herculean to another, right down to a single celled organism. You can’t idolize Science when it heals you, gives you technology and progress, then deny it when it tells you something that is frightening, undeniable and imminent.

Look closely. It isn’t just about you or me. There are others who stand to lose and be lost, generations denied their own opportunities if we don’t accept responsibility and work for change.

Please…don’t break the chain.

Look closely at this image. At first glance the tiny photo-bomber seems like an ant. It isn’t. It is just a tinier version, looking up to our tiny friend who looks up to another who looks up to another, who looks up…

Let It Shine

Corinna, Corinna was a favorite film of ours through the years. This little song has been worming its way through my gray matter all night. It was one of our Sunday School standards growing up and it never loses significance.

It can be so hard to carry on as the happy, bright beings we are when life’s burdens feel so heavy. At times it seems all we are seems to offend and repel those around us. It is all too easy to withdraw into ourselves, retreating from the pain of loss or fear of rejection.

It is during these moments that we have to hold that little light high for all to see, to remind ourselves that our heart light sustains us through Life’s difficult walk, and to remind the hand of darkness that the Light is eternal, its source sustaining its Children.

If you have the chance, catch the movie. Its message of love and acceptance, tolerance and honesty, remains a relevant one.

A single candle will light the dark….