As the evening beckons with the promise of tomorrow. . . may your gratitude rise up and with strength answer, "yes. "
Courage doesn't always roar.
Discover the tools to build your own vision.
Belief transcends ritual, structure and societal expectation. It is an enlivening, intensely personal core to our being. Our way of being.
Today I offer a prayer of forgiveness: forgive the pettiness of my ingratitude. . . the absence of profound thankfulness.
The boldness of endurance is the underline to almost every success.
One movement toward light becomes a clear signpost on a long road.
Pick up a stone that feels good to you and is small enough to hold in one hand. Consider how long that stone has been around and what enormous pressure it has experienced. Draw strength from its long history.
Living in the present moment requires discretion toward memory. Without memory we'd have amnesia. What good would there be in that? Offer discretion and discernment for our past with a broad spectrum of forgiveness. As for our present moment, delight. And dedication to remain fully present to all the possibility.
Just another cold, misty morning inviting, "want to go again?"
Who were you before you put yourself last.
Judgment is discernment on a bad hair day.
Have your new year's resolutions been a new beginning for you or have they just been different words on the same old beginning? Maybe now's the time to establish a new pattern of viewing your life fresh.
Judgment and weariness are foes to service and generosity.
Tonight, late, when I'm still not done with the day but must comply with sleep, I can whisper, "There was done a little good today. Today I changed myself and the world, just a little. And yes, I loved. " Most days, that is enough.
One whispered yes becomes the wind song over an ocean of no's.
What is our family? We touch our full hearts and see ourselves reflected whole in each other's eyes.
I confessed recently to an old friend, "I realized I was looking at you, in your visit, through old glasses. Speaking old words. Telling old stories. I realize that in my life I've made so many physical changes and I need to give my spirit time to catch up. " Time for my spirit to look at my friend through the new glasses of current life experiences. Old friends are precious. They become even more treasured when they are wrapped in the currentness of life experiences and not relegated to the past in which they once lived.
An "always been" does not mean I must choose "what must be. "
Forgiveness is really a gift to yourself - have the compassion to forgive others, and the courage to forgive yourself.