Not five minutes after I mentioned that the last to visit my garden were the faeries, I got a surprise! This beauty showed up and stayed with mein the garden, even allowing me to catch a few photos. I would swear it set this one up as a pose!
I hope you each have miraculous moments in your week, those brief reposes that, in the blink of an eye, will rejuvenate your soul, quench your thirst for magnificence and encourage you on your path.
Love and Light always,
Cheryl
Salvation: preservation or deliverance from harm, ruin or loss.
When we think of salvation our minds often turn to religious connotation and the idea that something outside of ourselves is the only means of such a gift. If we remember that Spirit gifted us with salvation from the the very beginning of existence, we can more move through the most difficult times in life. Salvation then becomes a treasured memory, a dear friend that we can rely on and find comfort in. It is not something we must work or beg for, but is always there. We only need to accept that it is for each of us, in every moment that we live. How do you find your salvation? I see it in every beautiful moment that brings me peace.
Try not to miss your opportunities. Every one is so precious.
When the noise of existing
becomes so loud that the
cry of my soul is muted
and the tears I shed
wash over my heart
as the anchor of despair
pulls me beneath
a sea of dark sorrow,
I remember why I came
to this spinning orb,
Wonderland of diversity-
the challenge of survival
a prime directive.
When all that remains is
living, my need slips into
perspective once more
as Illusion slinks into
the shadows of desire.
Sunlight tingles my skin,
a cool breeze kisses my face
as all of Existence whispers
to my weary being,
”Breathe, rest your mind
and join us in celebration
of this brilliant moment.
Time vanishes when
life is measured in
glorious being.
Can you see it?
Can you hear it?
Can you feel the
drumming of
Nature’s heartbeat?”
I can. I do. And all pain
melts into a river of
the Forgotten once more.
Go outside today. Open your eyes. Your ears.
be silent and wait.
Allow yourself to be healed.
Don’t just pay lip service to relaxation and rejuvenation.
Have a truly #Free48!
Thanks to Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt ‘lip’. Visit her place for other great posts and read about this and other fun blog prompts on her site.
And if you had bad service as a consumer this week, check out Dan’s bar post for this week. Customer Service is alive and well in Hartford!
is Friday.
Glorious, coveted, revered, taunting, waiting and flaunting all its promises of release, relief, reprieve, retreat, reverence and rejuvenation.
But more than this, Today is unique, not yesterday or tomorrow, but 24 hours of now with all its possibilities. Try to look around and find the very moments that make up this day and savor them.
Magic and wonder are found in the most unexpected places.
Happy #Free48!
It is starting out very happy for me, or at least not as distressing as my week began. And I believe I have my media space problem in a manageable place. Yay!!
In a moment it could all change,
a life and its contents rearranged.
In the blink of an eye
without knowing why
reality shifts,
the rifts
in time grow wide
we slip inside,
swallowed up
to rise
with eyes
wide shut…
again
and
again.
When will we learn?
Pristine landscape, abundant wildlife, courtesy Costa Rica conservation.
Living perfection, courtesy of the Creator. Show some respect before it disappears again.
I have been so discouraged that the majority of people I meet and speak to daily care nothing about what the future holds-for our planet, our country, or our mental and emotional well-being. It would seem people are most comfortable complacently assuming things will somehow just work themselves out. And I meet so few ready to fight for a better way, not even willing to speak out for it. I long to live on an island, not be an island surrounded by a sea of heartless humans…
(The Enya is for you, Debbie. We shared everything. Still miss you so much.)
I fear my countenance now has changed,
the wear and tear of life has stained
my skin-
within
the cracks grow long,
what once so strong
now wounded, bleeding
as my soul pleading
begs for release from
time’s relentless march,
the Minutemen beat at the door,
I ask for just a moment more-
or two
with you.
Where were we when
began the end?
Why did we sneer
and jeer,
the thought that all might end
and no longer could pretend
still called this life so real..
I feel,
I feel…
abandoned.
Future is but a memory
and past has long forgotten me.
But this sweet moment
here and now
etched on creased
and weary brow
will for eternity be pressed
in memory’s book of
happiness.
CKP Copyright words and photos 2019
Tropical moments to warm us through the Winter…..
Moments,
saved from
Nature’s tapestry,
woven in hues
of greens and blues….
Spun gold overcoats
and gossamer wings,
a thousand kisses
left on velvet blush
as the wind sings..
Embrace perfection
with tenderness,
cradled in your arms
it thrives, sublime!
Moments,
stolen unawares,
like precious gems,
seashells on the sand,
kept in heart’s
book of days,
and treasured
beyond measure.
How happy we,
the bee and me!
Cheryl P
copyright words and images
2018
Life is merely a string of now moments, some larger than life….
While others are magnificently subtle, creeping over you like the brilliance of a sunset and pulling you into their perfection…
One of my all time favorite moments-the completely unexpected! 🙊😂
Moments make a life. We need to remember that all moments which are savored are holy moments and try to savor every one for whatever it is bringing into our consciousness at the time.
Happy #Free48. That’s 2,880 moments…172,800 seconds’ worth of opportunity..waste not, want not.
This post brought to you via Linda Hill and her #SoCS prompt “start your post with a noun. “
Some random moments aren’t strange or weird but still unexpected. I try to enjoy these tiny miracles that find us when we sometimes need them most. I think from now on I’ll think of them as ‘rainbow moments’-miracles we sometimes miss. I’m sharing mine with you.
Much love,
Cheryl
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