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WORLD GRATITUDE DAY

 

 

Today is World Gratitude Day…so…as you head out of your door…remind yourself of all the things in your life…you are grateful for.

 

Those moments or things that bring a smile to your face…that keep you grounded…and tender-hearted…and as my thanks for anyone who reads this…I’ll use this poem to get you started…

 

I am grateful for the big things that bring happiness and purpose and meaning to my life…to my friends…my family…my children…my grandchildren…and my wife.

 

I am grateful I have enough clothes to keep me warm and food to keep me fed…that I have a house…a car…and every night a comfortable place to lay my head.

 

On my early morning walks I am grateful for all the big things that I see…the moon…the stars…the ocean…every cloud and every tree.

 

I am grateful to the Earth and all that she is giving…from the beauty she surrounds me with…to the air that keeps me living.

 

I am also grateful for all the little things that come along…that catch my eye…a loving smile…an act of kindness…a singing bird…a butterfly.

 

A ladybug that lands upon my finger…the crickets lightly serenade…the aroma of cookies baking in the oven…any cookie..as long as they’re homemade.

 

I hope you find the time to be grateful for all the things in your life…big and small…and that, when today is over, you realize you haven’t thanked them all…

 

But do not be discouraged if you haven’t been grateful for everything on your list…because tomorrow you can be grateful for all those things you missed.

 

And if you begin each tomorrow being grateful…then each day you feel renewed…and every day…not just today…becomes a day of gratitude.

 
 
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YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW

 

 

We are meant to learn from our failures and our successes…

from those who guide us…and those who lead us astray…

for that is the wonder of the past…

that is the beauty of yesterday.

 

And we are meant to take what we learned yesterday…

to help us develop our own perspective…to help us find our way…

for that is the wonder of the present…

that is the beauty today.

 

But…if we haven’t found our way yet…

If our path leads to sadness…pain…or sorrow

Ah….that is the wonder of what our future if for…

that is the beauty of tomorrow.

 
 
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I WANT TO WRITE A LOVE POEM

 

 

A poet who was famous for his love poems was approached by a young boy who shyly bowed his head…

“I want to write a love poem…can you teach me how?” He said.

 

The old poet smiled. 

“So you have come to me because you know how love and poetry are intertwined…and I’m guessing there is a special someone for this poem you have in mind.”

 

A nervous smile crossed the young boy’s face at these words the poet said.

He looked up and the old poet could see his cheeks were glowing red.

 

The old poet smiled again.

“My best advice is don’t start out to write a love poem…you see it doesn’t work that way…start our writing about this person…and love will find a way.”

 

“Take pencil in hand…and think about this person…soon you’ll find it so exciting…

How the words will travel from your heart to your brain and end up in your writing.”

 

“And your poem may rhyme…or it may not…it does’t matter for in time you’ll see…anything written from your heart…why…that is poetry.”

 

“And you’ll feel such a sense of accomplishment when your poem is done…

That it won’t matter if it finds its way to a million people…or if it reaches only one.

 

“And once you’ve written your first love poem…once you see it completed there…

You’ll want to write another and another…because you’ll start to see love everywhere.”

 

“You’ll see it in your family…you friends…your pets, the Earth…your home…just remember, if you’re writing from your heart…you’ll end up with a poem.

 

“And finally remember you are human…sometimes you’ll end up with the perfect poem…a poem you will adore…other times you’ll realize…that’s what they make erasers for.”

 

“So if you want to write that love poem, take this pencil and this pad of paper too…

I have told you how to start…the rest is up to you.”

 

LITTLE BITS OF HEAVEN ON EARTH

 

 

Have you ever found a little bit of Heaven on Earth?  It’s not as crazy as it sounds…moments that might not seem like much at first…but have the power to astound.

 

Finding a little Heaven on Earth has always been an easy task for me…I’ve been blessed to find it often…with friends and family.

 

It could be as simple as watching our children playing in the rain…splashing through puddles in the street…or on a moonlit walk under the stars with the snow crunching neath our feet.

 

It could be seeing the sky and its ever-changing shades of blue…or in the beauty of a grandchild’s smile…you know is meant for you.

 

I found it just the other day…on a walk as we watched the rising sun…and again on the beach that same evening…just before the day was done. 

 

I try to enjoy these little bits of Heaven…knowing they will be brief…like the light reflecting in a dew drop that’s found its way upon a leaf.

 

Of course, finding Heaven on Earth is personal…discovering its beauty…its symmetry…is going to be a little different for you…than it is for me…

 

But isn’t that what makes it special…how we each view our Heavens on Earth a little differently…I imagine if we could ask our Creator…this is the way it’s meant to be?

 

Which is why whenever I discover another little bit of Heaven…I take a moment to thank the Creator who designed it…and for creating, in me, and in each and every one of us, the ability to find it.

 
 
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IT'S INDIGENOUS

No matter how much I read and study I will never understand the way we treated the indigenous people…the first ones to live upon this land.

 

I wish I could go back and change the past…amend our history…but, alas, time only moves forward…and that is not to be.

 

I believe understanding other cultures…other religions…what they do…the things they know…help us understand one another better…help us all to grow…

 

They believe in the spiritual nature of the land…they believe the land has worth…they believe the Earth is the mind of the people and that we are the mind of the Earth.

 

And though it is too late to change the past…the people and places we come from…it’s not too late to change the people we are today…and the people we will become.

 

So, for me, I begin every day with a sun salute…then I stand up…fold my hands and pray…and I try to feel what they must have felt…as they began their day.

 

I look to the East and pray for Respect…then to the North to be as Brave as I can be…to the West I pray for Wisdom…to the South for Kindness and Honesty.

 

Next I turn my eyes to the Great Spirit and pray for Love in everything I do…with everyone I see…then down to the Earth…a quick glance…and I pray for Humility.

 

Knowing that’s a lot to ask to whatever Great Spirit I’m praying to…I remind her I will still feel blessed if just one of my prayers comes true.

 

And then I add my own prayer:

That no one ever be made to feel small…

and that all these things I pray for…

will be indigenous to us all.

 

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FROM THE MOUNTAINS TO THE SEA

 

I remember looking at Deborah and thinking to myself…how blessed…how fortunate are we…as we drove from our cabin in the mountains…to our home down by the sea.

 

Blessed to have a life where, one moment, we are able to be…experiencing the majesty of the mountains…and the next…the grandeur of the sea.

 

Blessed to have in our life…the ability to choose…from two wonders of creation…with two completely different views.

 

Take sunsets for instance…the same sunset…but both as different as can be…as the sun seems to nestle behind the mountains…but swan dive into the sea.

 

It’s as if the sun works harder to settle in the mountains…climbing through the trees and in and out of caves…while setting in the ocean…all she does is ride the waves.

 

It reminds me of the highs and lows of life…on our daily roller coaster ride…sometimes we find ourselves climbing…other times…we’re floating on the tide.

 

But one of the wonders of a sunset…is that each one is brand new…and whether we’re climbing or we’re floating…we must find time to enjoy the view.

 

For enjoying the view is, I imagine, most important…in life…it is the key…whether the sun is nestling behind the mountains…or swan diving into the sea.

 
 
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CASTLE IN THE SAND

 

 

It’s not uncommon when walking on the beach to smile when we see a castle in the sand…often we will find it nestled where the water meets the land.

 

For we know from experience…if we use only sand or only water…the castle will not stand…we know they need to work together to form a castle in the sand.

 

And we know, although it is possible for one person alone to build a castle in the sand…so much more beauty and joy is built into the castle…when friends and family lend a hand.

 

And we see how some castles are quite simple…others elaborate…others grand…yet we marvel at the beauty of every castle in the sand.

 

And we know we must enjoy every moment in the construction of our castle in the sand…because…eventually…time and all her vestiges…will return our castle to the land.

 

Perhaps that’s why we smile…because of all we’ve come to understand…every time we walk along the beach…and see a castle in the sand..

 
 
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AFTER THE RAIN

 

 

I looked outside one morning as the day had just begun to see a grey sky overhead….dark clouds blotting out the sun.

 

Sadness seemed to blanket everything at the beginning of this day…the world seemed smaller…more confining as a storm was on its way.

 

Soon the sadness that had filled the clouds dropped to the Earth in rain…and I thought why the weather can change my mood…is difficult to explain.

 

Sometimes the rain makes me happy as I remember playing in it with Mom and Dad…other times when I am missing them…the raindrops make me sad.

 

The storm completed its visit around noon…and again…it’s difficult to explain how the sadness I was feeling…departed with the rain.

 

Once the skies cleared and I could see the sun would be shining for a while…it’s as if the sun took any sadness I was feeling…and replaced it with a smile.

 

What is this strange phenomenon I thought….what is the weather trying to say…perhaps that, in our life, there will be storms along the way.

 

And when a storm brings sadness…as some storms often do…It’s okay to be sad…knowing when the storm is through…

 

the clouds will break…the sun will shine…and happiness will return…

Perhaps this is the lesson the weather wants us all o learn.

 

That yes, we will experience storms…but eventually all storms wane…

And we must decide if our life is to be guided by the sun…

or determined by the rain.

 

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FALLING LEAVES

 

Today as I walked under our oak trees a persistent morning breeze coaxed a myriad of leaves from their home amidst the trees.

 

(For those of you experiencing winter…who think a poem about fallen leaves is just wrong…Remember…I happen to live Florida…where the leaves fall all year long!)

 

A breeze I could not see but I could feel and hear its sound…caused a multitude of leaves to bid their their limbs adieu and flutter to the ground.

 

And for a moment I was a child again…I felt innocent and small

as I laid down in the grass (by the way…the best place to watch them fall).

 

And I found myself thanking the wind and the trees and thanking Mother Nature by her name…for once again reminding me how nothing ever stays the same..

 

Every day change is occurring right before our eyes…trees lose their leaves, babies are born…new clouds soar across the sky.

 

The weather changes every day…today it’s warmer…yesterday it was a little colder…and every day, as part of life, we grow a little older.

 

Since, like the leaves, our days upon this planet are finite…our time on Earth is measured…every second of life should be cherished…every moment treasured.

 

No moment should be thought too insignificant…

for everywhere there is magic to be found…

like laying in the grass on a breezy morning

and trying to catch some leaves as they flutter to the ground.

 

 

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