Monthly Archives: October 2018

“Let The Light Seep Within”

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If there is light in the soul,

There will be beauty in the person.

If there is beauty in the person,

There will be harmony in the house.

If there is harmony in the house,

There will be order in the nation.

If there is order in the nation,

There will be peace in the world.

-Chinese proverb

Once again I share what I believe to be true in my own life. I cannot change you, and you cannot change me, but we can be examples by the way we live our lives. Peace can only begin with me and you. But how do we create it within ourselves unless we crack open enough to let the light seep within us. When the light of God fills my soul I know I am whole again. It’s in that wholeness that the light of Divinity shines through you and me. And the peace and harmony we long for begins to filter through us into our homes, our community, our nation and the world.

Peace be with you my friends!

“Weaving The Tapestry of Our Life”

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I was walking along my path of life on this cold autumn morning. The sun shinning brightly down on me warmed my cold bones. Deep in thought I looked up and stopped in my tracts to marvel at the intricate woven lace of a spider web sparkling in the sunlight. Each thread interwoven just as we weave our own life. It reminds me of something I once read about the golden thread of Divinity that runs through each of us connecting one to the other. Like the spider who creates a beautiful lacy web, we can spin and weave a beautiful tapestry of our own life with the golden thread that exist within each of us. Like the spider who doesn’t have to think about how to do it, neither do we, it will simple become what we put into it.

“Our Sense of Smell and How it Changes With Age”

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Embracing The Wrinkles of Time

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Cupping my mug beneath my nose I take in the aroma of my first cup of coffee of the day. I can’t imagine what life would be like without this simple pleasure. We, as humans, are blessed with over 10,000 different scents. But like all our other senses there is a gradual decline that comes with age. For the sense of smell decline slowing begins as early as the late 30’s. During a person’s 50’s the decline becomes more rapid making our sense of smell half as sharp as it was in our youth. One major study showed that 60% of people in their 60’s and 70’s showed impairment and 25% could not identify odors. Eighty percent of the subjects over age 80 showed impairment; 50% had complete loss of the sense of smell.

Here’s how our sense of smell works.

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Photo from: https://blog.cognifit.com/the-sense-of-smell/

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”Seize The Flow”

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Seize the flow of good in your life today.

As I sit at the beginning of my day putting my prayers, thoughts, agenda, and desires into perspective; I know one thing I want for sure, to be in the flow of all the goodness that comes drifting through the river of my day. I pray for the courage to stop and recognize that when things begin to feel too complicated, it’s probably because I’m fighting against the flow, going in the wrong direction. It’s then that I can seize the flow of good in my life once again and ride along the tide of all that is good and right in my life.

“Finding My Way”

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Today is the 15th Anniversary of my Dads passing. I miss his smile, his wisdom, and most of all his hugs.

Parents are like God in a way. They hold, care, tend, and love us even though they have their own agendas in life. At some point they have to put us down so we can walk on our own. Dad’s death was a time for me that felt as if I was wondering in the desert all alone. I wondered how I would know how to do all that was yet to come without him to talk it over with. What I learned was that just like God’s word had been planted in my heart, mind and soul. So had the wisdom of my Dad’s words. Two fathers working together to teach me how to stand on my own and live the best life I could.

Those that we love in this world will leave us one day. Cherish the time you have now with them. Learn from the wisdom they have to share. And as my Dad would often say to me, “take what you can from my words that resonate with you now, and leave the rest behind for another time.”

Our Sliver on Hope for Today

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It’s funny how Facebook or the Blogs we read can be like your day. You can choose to see the good-life giving things, that add substance to your life. Or the ignorant, hateful, angry things that destroy and choke the life out of us.

We can’t see in the darkness without a sliver of light. That sliver is our hope, and it grows brighter the closer we walk toward it.

Today I choose to see something better in all I do say, hear and see.

I hope and pray at the end of the day we can all say, I saw that silver of hope in something. Maybe even share with each other what you saw.

Peace and wonderful blessings today!❤️

What Will You Paint Today?

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Each day we’re handed a band new empty canvas to paint the kind of day we choose to live. You don’t have to be an artist to paint. We are as creative as the creation we come from, and that creativeness is an expression of who we are. No one else can paint from the depth of our personal heart and soul. We carry with us a lifetime of feelings and emotions both good and bad. What determines what we paint today is contained in the color of choices we choose to pick from.

We can cover our canvas with the deep blood red of our pain and leave it like that to look upon all day long. Or we can choose to take some white and paint around the edges until we’ve formed the heart of Love within our pain. Maybe even if we look close enough we begin to see the perfect spot cracking open where we add a little yellow to let the Light of Hope shine through.

Maybe conflict has us so mixed up that we keep dipping our paintbrush in different colors creating nothing but the strokes of a dark twisted dull brown baron tree that seems to be chocking the life out of us. Or maybe we could find a way to breathe again by washing away the clumped up brown conflict from our paint brush and setting it aside. Now it’s time to turn our conflict into possibility’s by taking one paint brush at a time dipping one in green for the leaves that bring forth life. Then the color of flowers that will soon bare the color of fruits our efforts have produced and the seeds of possibilities it leaves behind.

Today is the first day of the rest of our life. Another chance given to choose the colors of peace or blackness of anger and hate.

What colors will you choose to paint with today?