Author Archives: wbgayle

Thedog daysof summer.Humidityhangs in the air likea heavy, wet blanket.Yet the long hours of sunlightand warm nights invite us outsideto soak in the pink skies of sunset.These days become seasons of our lives.

Restis nota passiveact. It’s a verb.Not just slowing downbut an intentionalstate of being, with purpose.Breathing, movement, and stillness eachparticipate in the goal of rest…restoring one to a place of wellness.

Goodfriends arerich treasures.Friendship deepenssharing happy timesand grieving in sad ones.Each one of us stands alonebut these times that bind us are strong.In the garden of life, we are rocks.Our friendship is the ground that connects us.

Beprepared.Life can changewithout notice.Anticipatingevery scenariois nearly impossible.Open the mind to resilience.Task the body to react quickly.Prepare the spirit to accept what is.

Timeheals allwounds, so whyis it so hardto wait with patience?It requires disciplineas well as great resilience.Yet we cannot face pain alone.Trust in the solace of prayer andbe open to where God is leading us.

Painentersmy bodyuninvited.It has a way ofstopping me in my tracks.Humbled, I am powerless.It can retreat just as quickly,without remorse or apology.Lean in. Giving in is not giving up.

Themomentsfade away.The memorieswill begin to blur.Hard edges may softenor can become more rigid.Joyful ones can lose their lusteror shine even brighter than ever.The truth molded and shaped as time passes.

Thereare timeswhen feelingsoverwhelm me,from joy to sadness.When a pendulum swings,it must slow down to center.I find my center in stillness,in slow breathing and gentle movement.From this feeling of calm, I start anew.

Peaceis notthe absenceof violence.It cuts much deeper.Peace cannot coexistwith hate and intolerance.It goes beyond meeting halfway.Peace passes all understanding whenwe invite God into the dialogue.

Fearconsumesenergy,exhausting me.It comes after mein my weakest moments.I cannot let it beat me.Within, I have all that I need.My life line and my Spirit are strong.Fear has no face and its spirit is weak.