Tag: #giftsfromMyCreator #blessed
Bright Pink Scarf
Week after week
on Sunday mornings
I show up
Walk right through the door
get another cup of coffee
and take a seat
down as close as I can be
just like I’m supposed to do
holding my head up high
holding AVA tight
None of the church ladies
and certainly not the men
have ever said a word
more than a half hearted “hello”
and I can’t quite figure out
the real reasons why
Maybe it’s because I can’t hear
maybe they just don’t care
maybe I’m not the type
they want around
Heaven knows
I sure don’t try
hard at all
But just this one time
a lady said,
” I like your bright pink scarf”
and I didn’t hear
because she stood
so far away
like most people tend to do
If it wasn’t for the man
that sits beside me
week after week
on Sunday mornings
I never would have known
Sometimes I just have
to stop and think
count my many blessings
know that God alone
knows everything
and loves me just the same
He knows this bright pink scarf
isn’t just fabric wrapped around my neck
it’s a gift from a kindred spirit
that always sits besides me
lip syncs lyrics
loves me just the way I am
and when I’m wearing
something I’ve been given
I’m wearing love and acceptance
and I feel it
down in my soul
like a kiss from heaven
little bit of lovin’
standing out and set apart
like my bright pink scarf
Happiness
Paulo Coelho- “Happiness is getting rid of the unnecessary”
I find such wisdom in this sentence..such freedom in a few well chosen words and such a desire to follow through on it.
Happiness is indeed getting ride of the unnecessary. I look in my closet- clothes I don’t love, shoes I never wear and I put them into a bag to give away.
I open the cabinet drawers and take out anything that’s cracked or chipped and I toss it.
Over the next few days before the beginning of the New Year, I’m going to clear the closets, the drawers, the cabinets of anything that is no longer beautiful to me, useful to me, or good for me.
I want to open things and see only what is good and purposeful, nothing that is half broken but serviceable, nothing that is just “okay” but not “good”.
I’m also doing a spiritual journey…seeking out the people and places that belong in my life and letting go of those that don’t.
Maybe they did once upon a time, but not now…maybe they will once again, but not now.
This isn’t easy, but I’ve realized that I know my body and my soul so very well and when I listen, and pay attention, it whispers to me, “Let go. Go on. Speak up. Hold on. Lean forward. Step out. Slow down. Pay attention.”
Part of this impacts others and sometimes it’s hard to stand up for what my heart tells me but the time has come..it always had been there, but it’s clear to me now that I can and should make these choices and seek the happiness that comes from doing what’s necessary and good.
Letting go of what’s unnecessary frees up room in my closet, in my cabinets and, most of all, in my heart for all that really is necessary.
Me,Too
Grace of God
WET
Sugars
He asked for what he wanted
With twinkling eyes
And a mischievous smile
“I want sugars”
He leaned forward
Placed his lips on mine
And gave sugars
Until he had all he wanted
For the moment
I wonder what life would be like
If we simply asked for what we wanted
And gave what we asked for in return
Isn’t it true
As I’ve often heard
That we give
What we wish we would get
We treat others
The way we would like
To be treated
If only people would pay attention
Look at what makes
Eyes twinkle
Mischievous smiles appear
All that sweet, sweet sugar
Just waiting for us
To lean forward
The Same
Making Sense
Long ago, she had been told
Southern rules
That “good” girls follow
Never mix silver and gold
Don’t wear black with brown
Heaven forbid if you get caught wearing white before Easter or after Labour Day
It just isn’t done that way
Make sure you get as good as you give
Love only the “right” one
at the “right” time
Build your walls high
Keep your hems low
Don’t forget if you forgive
And ladies don’t drink beer from a can
Yet this morning
She laughed, once again, at the reflection in the mirror
Slid her feet into brown leather sandals
Buttoned the short black dress
Just in case the wind lifted the hem, she worn her salsa drawers
Layered her bracelets
One by one
And the stone necklace that she never went without
She had decided
Long ago
To make her own
Set of rules
Live her life
Whether anyone understood or not
She forgot when she forgave
Drank margaritas, sweet wine and Blood Honey beer
Every chance she got
She fell in love
One by one
Over and over
Day in and day out
Built a wall of mystery
Lined it with peace
Gathered kindred spirits
Planted roots
So that good things could bloom
Found God in every place
Gave all she could
Received what she was given
After all…it was the only way
That made sense to her
Long ago
7 08 a.m. 3/28/17
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