Our presence has such strength. We yield amazing power by our being. Light surrounds us and is within, even if we don’t fully recognize it. Our yesterdays do not have to define us, as we have this day to make a difference. And for tomorrow to be thankful. Positive gestures can be in any size,…
Tag: Light
Oh’ Roomba
Oh’ Roomba, how you make my heart go thump. Last week, I ignored her cries for recognition in Friday Funnies, but as the stern task master, I made her do her dirty-little chores in the usual fashion without writing Roomba, dear, in a post. The newest development in our relationship is that I no longer hide my vacuum fascination…
A Movement
A movement of positivity and change. A daily choice to fill our minds with light and make happiness our right. A decision to eliminate the need for useless validations, to be done with repetitive excuses. To utilize our individual potentials we have been blessed and free ourselves from petty ugliness. These things we can control, options chosen…
A Stretch
A stretch of silence can be our heaven or hell. A beautiful, haunting place of discovery. A dark space where our minds can collectively hold us hostage or engage the enlightenment of infinite healing. The freedom to speak out loud through questions, cries and laughter. There is such approbation in the midst of quiet. No judgments,…
And Now…
And now…I’d like to present to you…Scooba! Roomba recently met her cousin, Scooba. My granddaughter insists one is a boy, and the other bot is a girl, so Scooba is a he according to my adorably, insistent princess. What is Scooba? Well, if you do not know, it is a robotic machine that mops your…
An Amazing
An amazing blogger friend of mine has recently posted a couple titles that are quite similar to a ditty I was writing, and so, I thought it appropriate to share… I am a crook…a thief…an intruder. I am a stalker of night…a voyeur of dreams. I feed off an energy you can’t see, but breathe….
The Magic
The magic count of ten. When growing up do you remember, or still even use today, the counting method? When you would cry out in anguish for some given reason and your guardian would offer you the, ever so, wise wisdom of, “Count to ten!” Immediately your thoughts were, “Are you kidding me, I almost…
