Words that Move... as Sent from My Soul Sister

Typically I start my day teaching aerobics, followed by sharing with my dear daughter, and then a short devotion or reflection to start the day. There are only 3 in my life I have held to as soul mates/ friends. They are those special souls with which we connect on a different level than anyone else.. .perhaps in a way that transcends earthly connections and ventures to the spiritual. Often my soul sister Julie and I send each other touching devotions. I thought I'd share the moving words she sent me today. ... I thought of the concept of doors, avenues and opportunities set forth by the good Lord. I thought back to my most difficult decision, to leave a place of work I loved in order to take a faculty position. ... It was a door the good Lord clearly opened and gently guided me through, yet too such a difficult decision to make. ... Leaving a place of work I loved and total security and fairly decent pay was the most difficult decision I ever made... here I am 12 years later reflecting on how it too, was one of the best decisions I made! Blessings to all and may we all see the opportunities and doors the good Lord opens!

One Door Closes..Another Opens Revelations 3:8

When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him fully and let go, only 1 of 2 things will happen, either He'll catch you when you fall, or He'll teach you how to fly! 'The power of one sentence! God is going to shift things around for you today and let things work in your favor. If you believe, send it. If you don't believe, delete it. God closes doors no man can open & God opens doors no man can close.

Sometimes when we least expect

in the view of a beautiful sunset

the spending time with those loved

in the laughter of the child

tears of the heart

or inspiration of a fine poem

we touch the tenderest of places

in our soul...

Words that Move Me...

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever;
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams and health

And quiet breathing

(John Keats)

Happy Easter

I sat alone wondering

in the call

where you were

I cried to you when sad

and gently smiled when joy filled

sometimes I stumbled

sometimes I fell

You never hesitate

to pick me up

brush me off

and whisper to me

in my humanity

that I am loved

I tell you all my deepest secrets

my failings

my wonders

you listen

and you love me

like none other

Sometimes I forget

to say thank you

yet you still loved

and stretched out

and died for me

your love brings awe

and as I strive

to express gratitude

I am mindful that no matter

the hour,

the day,

my joy,

my stumbling

you are there

and it was the "I", and the "We"

you died for

that we may dance in the heavens

with you

eternally...

Thank you Jesus

Thank you

Kringle

Eve Stop and thoughts on death

Amidst a busy week it has been some time that I have visited my online journal, Facebook, this blog, and a poetry site I visit. ... I realize that these sites are such a blessing yet too sometimes take time and therefore life's journey brings us to the ebbs and flows of personal, interpersonal, and e-interface. ...

This past week I was notified of the recent death of our neighbor Karl. ... I admit, sadness still visits as I walk by his house and expect him to be in the yard with a smile, wave and greeting. He was the neigborhood socialite and always the first to help out if something needed fixing or a car was sputtering. ... Karl found out less than a year ago that he had stage 4 cancer... only months later at his young age of 54 he is dead... it seems surreal.

Yet, too it is in death we are reminded of that which we hold most dear. This last year I posted this poem to a website. It is one that means a great deal to me as a friend's parent died at the time and then the following month a friend from aerobics died. .. .I share it again here.

Blessings to anyone who may visit

After Glow...

I'd like the memory of me

To be a happy one

I'd like to leave and after glow

Of smiles when life is done

I'd like to leave an echo

Whisperin softly down

the ways of happy times,

and..laughing times,

and bright and..sunny days

I'd like the tears of those who

I grieve, to dry before the sun

of happy memories that I leave

when life is done (Anonymous)...

Spring Surprise....

Yes, reality hit this morn... look what showed up this morn... the snow laden view looking back by the deck and pool:

Breath of Snow...

Snow falls down

on springs new dawn

soft til white

upon the lawn

Childlike moods

within awake

taunting what?

a spring snow flake?

Ye laugh today

in April' born

lookin somewhat more

like Christmas morn

Just smile within

the childlike heart

it'll all soon melt

in winter's part

and spring life breathe

within awake

hello fresh sun

good bye snow flake!!!

ever?

Amidst the daily walk...

do you ever touch your tenderest of places of humanity and vulnerability?