I am grateful for my morning walks…
for all the wonders that I see…
and grateful for the person, the trees, the flowers,
the birds, the animals and the insects
who share this walk with me.
I am grateful for my morning walks…
for all the wonders that I see…
and grateful for the person, the trees, the flowers,
the birds, the animals and the insects
who share this walk with me.
May you blessed to learn to trust the voice inside your head
and happily listen to the sound of your feet too…
as you walk away from those things in life
that were never meant for you.
One thing about our morning walks on which we both agree…
is that we never know with each new day…
the wonders we might see:
As we finished our walk the other day…
who should we happen to meet…
but a solitary worm…inching his way across the street.
Inchworms are ingeniously created…they don’t have ears.
They use the hairs on their long and slender bodies to hear…
It’s interesting how their bodies are equipped with legs
but only in the front…and only in the rear.
In order to move …their front legs hold a spot…
they hold on tight and strong…
and by moving their back legs to meet their front…is how they inch along.
We wondered as we watched this worm inch his way across the street
how this unique insect came to be…
and how our two species…approach the world so differently.
And we wondered if the inchworm…like all of nature…
by her actions is trying to reach us…
Perhaps that tiny inchworm…has lessons she’s trying to teach us.
An inchworm must be content with the way he is created…
he must be determined…resilient and strong…
And the front of his body must be patient…
as it waits for the back side to come along.
An inchworm cannot be in a hurry…as she moves by one inch slides…
she has to learn to take things slow…and do her best to enjoy the ride.
I imagine if we can learn from the inchworm to slow down and be patient…
It will help us in life to find our bliss….
and when we do we’ll have this tiny worm to thank…
as together we inch our way toward metamorphosis.
If we ever want the world to come together
as one united family…
(which has never happened on this Earth before)
there are two qualities we need to be fostering…
two behaviors we need to be exhibiting more…
To have a universally united world…
where everyone…for everyone…is caring…
we all need to be more loving…
and we all need to do more sharing.
How important is it for our children to learn how to share?
to give…to receive…to take turns?
It just might be the most important lesson they will ever learn.
Sharing teaches kindness and generosity…
It engulfs us like a glove….
It is especially important in life…
when it comes to sharing love.
There are many kinds of love…
diverse, beautiful…and freeing…
like the kind of love we share with another human being.
We start by sharing a look…then a smile…a little conversation…
Sharing with another person allows us to build a strong foundation.
We share time together…a touch…a kiss…a laugh
and when we know our sharing will never end
we share rings and vows…an apartment…a house…
children and good friends.
After sharing so much support, and joy and love
we stop every now and then to think how lucky we are
and to thank our destiny and the heavens above…
We think how truly blessed we are…
to live a life so magnificent…so sublime…
when we realize in all these years of sharing a life…
we’ve shared a whole lifetime.
And after sharing so many moments we can no longer count…
moments we’ve been excited, surprised…
cried and laughed and smiled…
we stop to remember
and to thank…
those who taught us how to share…
when we were just a child.
I am grateful for all those people
so kind…so generous…so sweet…
who have the ability to find the sunlight
in everyone they meet…
Not only to find their sunlight…
but by reading between a person lines…
find ways to inspire and encourage
that person’s sun to shine.
May we be blessed each morning
before a new day has begun…
to remind ourselves
to cherish every moment in the sun….
And if the sun is not shining on someone…
may we…to all concerned
offer up the brightness of our smile
until their sun returns.