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Days of the Dog arrive
In spaces of repose & reclining
In places of solace & reflection
May we be rejuvenated to bring passion to the world
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Life’s ups & downs, valley & summits
r ingrained upon life’s memory walk
In time of memory making
May mirth b present along the way
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Competing voices & narratives
tempt us to acquiesce who we know we r
Be who u r meant to b
shining beyond others’ shadowed expectations
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Change: that for which we long, yet resist
Hope: that for which we aspire, yet obscure
Be brave fellow Sojourner & let trust guide
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Fear: the gift to discern what’s possible.
Phobia: the way potential is limited.
May we learn from the former & challenge the latter
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Seconds blend from minutes to days.
Years blur into then & when.
In this moment all that might Be
occurs with the intention of Now: choose
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Leadership isn’t predicated on the illusion of ego’s fragility,
but integrated in humility’s confidence by learning from failure’s reality
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Life’s story isn’t a banal caricature.
Choices that mould you aren’t mediocre.
You are unlimited potential boundless & unhindered:
Shine!
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Stunned silence;
Tragedy violates longed for tranquillity;
In the tempest’s moment;
Words fail, answers stumble;
May compassion guide us
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Faith is the unspoken confidence in a threaded reality that defies word compartments.
Belief is the construction of compartments
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Tongues wag, lips flap, eyes close, & ears shut. May all for whom the din of being unheard awaken to belonging & dignity offered
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Today’s beginning is anchored to yesterday’s ending.
Decisions mould the trajectory toward where we might arrive.
Where would you like to b?
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Summer’s heat returns & for some sun’s embrace oppresses.
Bird’s song sings & for some harmony hurts. May we be gentle with all who weep
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New beginnings aren’t bound to crisis or milestones, birth or death.
That for which you long is grounded in this moment’s choice: choose
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Sun filtered through yellow petals casting shadows that dress blooming sedum.
In morning’s dawn, potential abounds in blossoming choices
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Early morning: lingering lazy arriving light. Webs tenderly cling morning dew.
In Blue Jay’s cackle & crow’s feathered flap a message awaits
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Moon sits full on prairie blue dawning morn beckoning us to seek with wide eyes open the wonder that awaits in the gift of this every day
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Idling @ light flashing red, standing @ stop for approaching transport:
In the city’s bustle, where are the still places where you can Be?
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Storm clouds dress horizon
Lightning warning flashes
Into places tender & fear making lives meander
May all who hurt know sanctuary
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We stumble in life & in teetering tottering moments unexpected learning arises.
As insight blooms new choices dawn on the path yet untrodden
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Summer’s memories: water dappled towel, sunburnt shoulder, & scrapped knee. As Light lingers less, how will we greet Fall’s vibrant arrival?
Your reflections are most welcome!