As the earth turns towards the revolving sun, and a new year is born
we remain ever hopeful, binging really on the positive,
but let us not be disappointed when the rain falls
for both the sun and the rain will guide
us, on our journey this year.
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May you have good health always, and if you are sick, may the One who made us, bring healing and restoration to your body.
May the light of love always guide your path, filling you with inspiration.
And may hope be a strong tower, so that you will never feel lost.
I wish you peace in the coming year, and for always.
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He was stunned, at how easily she gave her heart to him. She completely collapsed into his arms, as if he was saving her from something. And he never regretted being the one, the strong warrior riding his painted Appaloosa, scooping her up, giving her life back to her.
And yet he was gentle, because he was so overwhelmed by her surrender. He was in awe really of her inner, and outer beauty. Only her eyes, reflected his image.
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She wanted to let go, she needed to. Every string of pain and heartbreak, that had ever tied itself around her inner most being, needed to be broken, needed to be let go of.
And it was his tenderness that drew her in, she saw the healing of his love, and dove in head first, never looking back. She was never the same, but she did pray – that it would never end.
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As the clouds silently moved across my sky today,
I was able to look beyond the blue, and I got a sense
that our world is not completely ruined,
as the pine trees swayed with the wind
and the hawk flew by again,
through the bare branches
confirming that courage
still lives.
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The best thing about mountains, is that our fears cannot hold us,
and the higher we climb, the smaller our problems appear,
while our heartbeats ring in our ears, the wind sings
in the pine trees, and our spirits dance
with the eagles, as they fill
the blue sky.
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Our Beloved is not hiding in the forest behind some trees,
or even behind the clouds, waiting to roll the thunder
down on us, as he watches our fear trembling,
no Our Beloved is not like that.
The One who loves beyond
all space and time, is more like a lover
walking along the beach with us,
as we both watch the waves,
while being astounded
by the ocean.
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It was cloudy today as the sun rose, but I was amazed
at the beauty of the day yet to be discovered,
and I was astonished with a sense, that we all
have something, to write about.
Where is your sun rising?
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“Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it. “
Rabindranath Tagore
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There is a spirit
that drifts over the water
calling us gently.
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Rivers Renewed 