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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Message received

I received this message with instructions to pass it on to eight people so I am sharing it with you.

"May today there be peace within.
May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others.
May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are.
Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us."

Do you believe this verse? I believe for it to really work each one of us has to take it to heart and believe that we are Gods special gift to the world. Each one of us has gifts some more than others, those gifts are to share, they are our gifts to the world around us. Once we are no longer afraid to be who God made us, you will find a new freedom a new capacity to love, because we accept and love ourselves. I call this another truism, one of the simple truths about faith and the Lord's hand on our life... So the question is are you comfortable in your skin or do you spend you free thoughts sending negative messages to your physic slowly convincing your minds eye you are not good enough etc etc etc...There is no better time than now to turn that negative energy around and build your own self esteem. God has given us the power to change so use it, turn that negative boat around and seek a new direction seek self love the ripple effect will amaze you.

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Leaves of God Fall 2009

My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost

I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall

Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow

Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin

Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall

So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall

The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston