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Day: December 7, 2019
Guiding Light – Poetry For Healing
At her darkest moment feeling lost and alone The sun burst through A sign a beacon to follow out of the fog A guiding light swathing her
⚔️Power Fears People⚔️
Hope Is Enough
“But for now, all we have left of us is hope.
Maybe, if we’re lucky, that will be enough.”
Perhaps our hearts will find each other. That love might have a chance for us in another life. Maybe then we will finally believe in fate. And find out if our souls really are bound together beyond this lifetime. But for now, all we have left of us is hope. Maybe, if we’re lucky, that will be enough.
© Sarah Doughty
2018
Maybe in another life.
On Interconnectedness
The strength of the interconnects run deeper than we can fathom.
We are much more interweaved and interdependent than we realise.
And the sooner we realize how much we need to coexist, the better we will be.
Savvy
Oh Winds Of Change
Oh winds of change why must you blow
and come roaring in like a hurricane
blowing my comfortable life to and fro
left in your wake, everything’s changed
And yet, the unknown is always there
or so say the stoics of centuries past
for comfort is but an illusion we wear
and life is never meant to endure or last
So Blow, changing winds Blow, Blow, Blow!
And in the end my weathered soul soars free
to explore other cosmos never known
floating on a breeze with gossamer wings
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Planning and Managing December Exhaustion – Daily Quote
December’s reputation is that it is the busiest month of the year. My calendar confirms the legitimacy of that claim. I am exhausted just contemplating my commitments. Multiple party invitations, friends wanting to meet for dinner, and shopping for perfect presents, create a dogpile on the list of tasks I want to complete before we bide goodbye to 2019. I also have the ongoing remodel, with endless decisions required to keep the project on track. I need a nap.
With added responsibilities and heightened expectations, I am including a few more items to my daily program. I am taking care of myself to keep my energy at optimum levels. This includes rigorous adherence to getting enough sleep. I wasn’t kidding about the nap. They say the best results are relaxing for 10 to 30 minutes between 2 and 3 pm.
I have committed to observing my water intake, ensuring I…
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Close Enough – Debatably Dateable
I want to hurt you
Winter’s Vice – A poem by Goff James
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It dies Before It Is Born – poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
VJs Weekly Challenge – Satisfying
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“There will never be complete satisfaction in this life, satisfaction is an illusion …” Amit Kalantri
It Dies Before it is born
What might we agree that is truly satisfying?
this definition of perpetual waiting
for the next moment or event in time,
what is satisfying is only in the moment
here now, gone tomorrow,
and, when the moment comes,
it dies before it is born,
and yet we go on seeking,
sometimes missing life
in hot pursuit of this
elusive experience.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com.
The Reluctant Poet 