The mystery of love is the mystery of our lives. The energy of love is what enriches our lives. We move from dust to dust, with love being the thing that matters, in between. Love. It’s the last word of this; my blog. And I realized this morning; that’s appropriate. Because love does, after all and in the end, remain the last word. Love makes us strong. Love lets us go on. Love makes us sing. My parents shared just shy of 64 years of a remarkable marriage. Just shy because my mother passed unexpectedly in December and their anniversary
We’re six weeks into the new year and I’m a bit tardy in sharing this with you for the new year. We’ve already waded ino it, haven’t we? But we’ve only just gotten our feet wet.
What advice can we take from the Solar System? I found some recently
In those simple relationships of loving husband and wife, affectionate sisters, children and grandmother, there are innumerable shades of sweetness and anguish which make up the pattern of our lives day by day. -Willa Cather
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable. -Mary Oliver And so, in every exceptional, beautiful, expansive, joyful, delightful, makes you close your eyes and sigh deeply at the possibility of it kind of way. keep an open heart. Let the air and the light in. Throw away any key that might lock it or tie that might tightly bind it . Close your eyes, breathe deeply and see your detailed vision. Feel, really feel, the unimaginable – whatever that is for you. Let it sparkle in your mind’s eye. Your heart is meant to hold such pleasures. Joys
Let your heart be your permanent place of residence so God can always find you home. -Frank Coppieters Most of my life, it seems, I’ve been moving.
I read of a father who never hugged his daughter good-bye without saying this blessing: “May every place you be make it hard for you to leave. May every person you love make it hard for you to say good-bye.” I loved this. If you’ve moved many times in your lifetime, like I have, you know what it’s like to leave a place. Yes, there have been a few that didn’t merit so much as a look in the rear view mirror. But they’re the exception. Most have been difficult to leave because there’s beauty in every place on earth.
It’s not the love of one person that matters, In the end. It’s the love of life.
What do you want? If you consider your answer to this question, outside of anything immediate, like I want to get to bed at a decent hour, indulge in a pedicure, spend a couple days at the coast, become fluent in French, a fresh bowl of strawberries, etc., what would you answer to what you really want in life? “The indispensable first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want.” -Ben Stein A spiritual intuitive consultant asked me recently, “What do you want? Seriously, Barbara, what do you want in this