please forgive me,
I love you.
These phrases sound so lovely
when repeated sincerely in your mind.
Now can you repeat them
with the same sincerity
to those you think have been unkind?
Be available to joy.
Make yourself ready for pleasure.
Stay open to possibility.
Search for evidence that you are loved.
Prepare yourself for unimaginable delight.
Trust that this moment is good
and life is beautiful
and you are wanted.
Stand in complete appreciation
of the majesty of existence.
Get ready for endless laughter
and waves of bliss.
You are worth it.
Today’s prompt invites us to try out an erasure poem by writing a story in a paragraph, and then erasing words to create a poem, or extracting words from the paragraph to create the poem. I’m feeling game to take some words from today’s entry of my gratitude journal…focus on something positive for a change.
Really sit deep in a spacious place.
Make the kids well.
Stop early enough to see,
move this morning,
Stay on top,
have the option.
a pleasant drive.
Take a rest,
take a walk in the woods,
let me hold him.
really touched me.
Thank you God.
Things never end up
exactly the way I thought they would,
and often I am grateful for this.
Tonight is one such case.
I thought my party was going to be
loud, raucous, a rager of music of dance…
instead it was quiet, intimate;
we sat around talking and laughing.
Multiple friends canceled at the last minute,
and just a few showed up…
my instinct was to be hurt by the cancellations..
But then I realize,
What am I saying?
Just a few showed up?
I’m truly blessed by those who came.
Just one good friend is a treasure.
I see this and I am grateful.
I was waiting for an apology from him,
an expression of guilt and remorse;
it hasn’t come yet,
and it probably never will.
I was waiting for him to do the right thing,
to acknowledge his role,
to make things right,
but it sure doesn’t look that this will happen either.
I was hoping he’d awaken,
hoping he’d zoom out and look in
and see how his behavior
has been egregiously unfair—
he hasn’t awakened, and my hope
is turning to hopelessness.
The moral is,
focusing on the other
and hoping they will change
(when they don’t want to and aren’t capable)
will only lead to sadness, frustration and despair.
I’ve decided that I’m not going to wait anymore.
I’m going to move forward in autonomy,
thanking him for my freedom.
At the end of the day
and I am spent,
what life could be like
if there were more hours in the day.
Mother Nature held me today;
I prayed, danced and sang.
I chanted, spoke, and breathed.
I sat in silence
and heard birdsong and wind
felt the sunlight on my face,
my eyelids caressed
by this golden saving grace.
I discovered my grateful heart
is the door to all good in my life.
Everything else is just peripheral.
I can stand at this threshold and
survey all the good.
I can turn back,
or I can jump into this new world
of beauty and possibility
that shines up at me
from all angles;
It gives me tingles.
I can savor the day more amply
and allow the flow of good
to pour more abundantly
through all of my life aspects.
Yes. I confess I feel so blessed.
I had the wisest teachers help me
stay present and witness how only
the open heart manifests.