If you ever wondered …

If you ever wondered …

I would like to be someone you’ll remember
But not someone you can’t forget

Becoming aware of my presence should be like
Taking notice of a gentle breeze passing by

When i am with you

I would like to be as unobtrusive as the faint aroma
Of a freshly gathered bouquet

Waiting quietly to be
Enjoyed

When I arrive
It may be like a kiss from the morning sun
And when i leave

I hope you will be filled with reassurance that
Like the dim light of the moon

The consistency of the cycle is the promise
Is the cure

And all these things that I am

that are in
And of this world

are there
Just to let you know

If ever you wonder … emphatically yes
You are truly loved

Lilly

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There is no mystery about the origin of things

“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same Source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”

~ Henry Millers

An Angel In the House

An Angel In the House

How sweet it were, if without feeble fright,
Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight,
An angel came to us, and we could bear
To see him issue from the silent air

At evening in our room, and bend on ours
His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers
News of dear friends, and children who have never
Been dead indeed,–as we shall know forever.

Alas! we think not what we daily see
About our hearths,–angels that are to be,
Or may be if they will, and we prepare
Their souls and ours to meet in happy air;

A child, a friend, a wife whose soft heart sings
In unison with ours, breeding its future wings.

James Henry Leigh
1784-1859

You Reading This, Be Ready

Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps upon a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift fr the world
than the breathing respect that you carry,
wherever you go right now?  Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this,
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life.

What can anyone give you greater than–now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?

William Stafford
(1914-1993)

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Moments in Life

There are moments in life when you miss someone
so much that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real.

When the door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often times we look so long at the
closed door that we don’t see the one,
which has been opened for us.

Don’t go for looks; they can deceive.
Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile,
because it takes only a smile to
make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.

Dream what you want to dream;
go where you want to go;
be what you want to be,
because you have only one life
and one chance to do all the things
you want to do.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet,
enough trials to make you strong,
enough sorrow to keep you human and
enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily
have the best of everything;
they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always
be based on a forgotten past;
you can’t go forward in life until
you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying
and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end,
you’re the one who is smiling and everyone
around you is crying.

Don’t count the years, count the memories …

(author unknown)

NORMAL DAY

Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me not pass you by in quest of
some rare and perfect tomorrow…..
Let me hold you while I may,
for it will not always be so.
One day I shall dig my fingers into the earth,
or bury my face in the pillow,
or stretch myself taut,
or raise my hands to the sky,
and want more than all the world your return.

By Mary Jean Irion from
Yes, World: A Mosaic of Meditation

Now as if a dream

Long before time was time itself, your voice has called to me echoing from the four corners of the earth, haunting me, ever present.

How many times my head has turned, your words whispering upon my mind, beckoning, so close I could taste your sweet breath, feel your splendid warmth upon my neck, yet met with only that of gentle breeze.

Now as if a dream, you stand resolute before me, awaiting profession to that which we know as truth unto our souls, yet I have not the courage to speak what my heart aches to release.

I summon the gods in the heavens to save me from myself, that I might let this flower bloom. This love set out before me in grace and beauty, in truth and honor, filled with desire, my ages treasure, not to be denied, my adoration all consuming.

See this in my eyes, hear this in my song, feel this in my touch, understand that it is real, for when I say I love you, no fears, nor troubles, nor passage of time shall keep this love from flame.

Yours
LillyAnn

Eternal Echoes

May you awaken to the mystery of being here
and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence.

May you have joy and peace in the temple of your senses.
May you receive great encouragement when new frontiers beckon.

May you respond to the call of your gift
and find the courage to follow its path.

May the flame of anger free you from falsity.

May the warmth of your heart keep your presence aflame
and anxiety never linger about you.

May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.

May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that
seek no attention.

May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven
around the heart of wonder.

John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes ~ ( Irish poet~philosopher~spiritual teacher)

A Dream: A Wish Your Heart Makes

A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you’re fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true

Disney Cinderella “once upon a dream”

Two Days We Should Not Worry

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares,
its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.

Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday.

We cannot undo a single act we performed;
we cannot erase a single word we said.
Yesterday is gone forever.

The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow
with all its possible adversities, its burdens,
its large promise and its poor performance;
Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.

Tomorrow’s sun will rise,
either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow,
for it is yet to be born.

This leaves only one day, Today.
Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore,
Live but one day at a time.

~ an unknown angel ~

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