Rest
is not
a passive
act. It’s a verb.
Not just slowing down
but an intentional
state of being, with purpose.
Breathing, movement, and stillness each
participate in the goal of rest…
restoring one to a place of wellness.
Good
friends are
rich treasures.
Friendship deepens
sharing happy times
and grieving in sad ones.
Each one of us stands alone
but these times that bind us are strong.
In the garden of life, we are rocks.
Our friendship is the ground that connects us.
Be
prepared.
Life can change
without notice.
Anticipating
every scenario
is nearly impossible.
Open the mind to resilience.
Task the body to react quickly.
Prepare the spirit to accept what is.
Time
heals all
wounds, so why
is it so hard
to wait with patience?
It requires discipline
as well as great resilience.
Yet we cannot face pain alone.
Trust in the solace of prayer and
be open to where God is leading us.
Pain
enters
my body
uninvited.
It has a way of
stopping 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.
The
moments
fade away.
The memories
will begin to blur.
Hard edges may soften
or can become more rigid.
Joyful ones can lose their luster
or shine even brighter than ever.
The truth molded and shaped as time passes.
There
are times
when feelings
overwhelm 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.
Peace
is not
the absence
of violence.
It cuts much deeper.
Peace cannot coexist
with hate and intolerance.
It goes beyond meeting halfway.
Peace passes all understanding when
we invite God into the dialogue.
Fear
consumes
energy,
exhausting me.
It comes after me
in 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.
Born
in the
subconscious,
expectations
rear their ugly heads.
Disappointment ensues.
Either too high or too low.
Satisfaction, a lofty goal.
Reality enters soberly,
shedding light on the underlying truth.
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