After standing outside with the dogs this morning I posted
Sun gently rising.
Breaking of new light.
Crisp morning air.
Dreams of new beginnings
With my breath
The last four lines really triggered something inside me. Dreams – are they floating upward and dissipating or are they ascending for their rebirth? A lot of changes have transpired the last year and a half and at times I have felt lost. I am trying to find my “me” again, to be more open with myself and to enjoy being who I am today – not who I was yesterday or who I’ll be tomorrow but who I am today.
We are here for a limited time and to live it in a shell is not an option. People, places, things happen on a daily basis – detours taken, words spoken, words changed. Hold it and acknowledge it. Everything happens for a reason and there are lessons to be learned. What we do with it is up to us. There’s a truth to be examined, not discarded. Maybe a conversation to be had, clearing of minds. Listening with an open heart and soul to the people and sounds filling the air. View life with eyes wide open on a daily basis – open to new pathways, new discoveries, new adventures, new views, new people, new places, new explorations, new writing.
I am here today and I dream, I hurt, I cry, I laugh, I love, I work, I play, I live in the moment. Today.
This has been a long, tedious, involved work in progress – still is. I started with a different theme but after working with it a little, I realized it was not allowing me to do what I wanted. So back to the drawing board! With help from the Word Press Team, I settled on this theme and then had to learn how to set the headed, colors, fonts, and then today changed the Poetry and Reflections headers. I think I either turned more grey or lost hair from pulling it out but in the end I had great help from the team. It may change even more but for now it is staying the way it is!
Reflections category page will be used for blog ramblings or sharing interesting posts.
Poetry category page will be used exclusively for poetry. I will be adding some of my older writings as well.
Thank you for stopping by and hope you continue to follow.
Celebrating the birth of our nation. The land of immigrants. We are all immigrants to this land called the United States of America. Maybe one day we can again be united as a nation based on love not hate, of acceptance not rejection, of diversity not prejudice, of inclusion not exclusion. We can all work towards reuniting this land of opportunity for ALL not just for some. One can hope!
a Facebook memory from 7/4/2015
Happy 4th of July.
Raise a prayer of thanksgiving for the freedoms we inherited, the opportunities available to us and the democracy in which we live. Today we celebrate our diverse Country – a melting pot of many cultures, beliefs, religions, etc. Give thanks for our diversity with an open heart and mind. It is that diversity that makes us strong.
Written on paper
Engraved on the mind
Felt in the soul
Held in the heart
roger r coyle