I am lucky to have made and continue to make
wonderful memories that when they conclude…
find their way from my mind into my heart
where they transform into gratitude.
I am lucky to have made and continue to make
wonderful memories that when they conclude…
find their way from my mind into my heart
where they transform into gratitude.
As we adults in charge make the world…more violent,
more prejudice,
more fearful, frightening and wild
may we be blessed to someday understand….
the weight of all the hardships we’re creating
are not meant to be placed on the shoulders of a child.
A conversation between a daughter and her mother
I was lucky to hear unfold…
It started out quite innocently when the daughter asked:
“Mommy, where do animals go when they’re cold?”
“Mother Nature is very wise,” her mom said,
“and knowing it would get cold outside…
she created animals a variety of ways for them to keep warm…
and many places for them to hide.”
As I listened to her mom’s explanation…
and saw the wonderment in her daughter’s expression
I found myself concentrating less on Mom’s answer…
and much more on her daughter’s question
I was amazed at how much compassion
and caring there was to behold…
at all the innocence infused into her question…
Where do animals go when they’re cold?
It shows a purity of heart and soul and mind…
an innocence sublime…
an innocence so endearing…whose only enemy is time.
I started thinking of the problems the world is facing
a mess we adults, not our children, have made…
and how I wish we all retained the innocence this little girl displayed.
I found myself longing for those days when our daydreams were free of pain…
when all we needed to be consoled…
was the answer to the question…
Where do animals go when they’re cold?
And I walked away wondering when do we lose our innocence
Does anyone know?…I truly doubt it…
but I imagine it is one of our saddest days of our life
when we stop to think about it.
I am grateful for being a dreamer…
I dream of a world filled with peace, acceptance and love
I dream for hatred, prejudice and wars to be forever gone…
and I’m grateful for the stars and the moon
for creating the wonders I have always dreamed on.
May we be blessed to look to the moon for guidance…
To understand:
No matter what phases we may be going through
that have caused us to hate each other…to fight…
It is only by coming together…
that we will be able to light up the night
It was 4 A. M. when I happened to look out our window
and what I saw on the ground and in the sky
made me wonder for a moment…if I could trust my eyes.
At first glance it seemed to be the morning…but I knew I was up too soon
the light I was seeing wasn’t the sunrise…it was created by the moon.
It wasn’t only the full moon resting on the clouds over the mountains…
It was also what I saw on the ground below.
The snow that had blanketed the ground yesterday…
at 4 in the morning was aglow.
I stepped outside to only cold and silence.
The animals were either sleeping or trying not to freeze
because all this beauty came at a cost…it was only 4 degrees.
As I stood there bundled up…also trying not to freeze
I was mesmerized by the moon glow off the clouds, the mountains
and how it cast shadows of the trees.
The high winds that were predicted…either came and went
or, for the moment, decided to cease…
Standing there in the glow of the moon
It was as if the whole world was at peace.
I stood there captivated…onto that magical moment I wanted to hold.
and bathed in the warmth of nature’s beauty…I realized…I was no longer cold…
And I found myself making a wish…
standing there in the glow of the moon…
that the peace I was feeling this morning
would find its way to the whole world soon…
I am grateful for the words of Jeanne Moreau
who one might consider a sage:
Age does not protect you from love…she wrote
But love
to some extent
protects you from old age