I’m sure it goes without saying that the full culmination will be radiating for me, especially this weekend. The promising renewal of spring has been slowly climbing up our mountainside and getting ever closer to your garden. A few rains have swept through the valleys a few times and greener pastures below are already emerging. Life goes on whether we care for it to continue or not. The snowy blanket of winter’s sacred magic has nearly disappeared, except for the higher white cap summits with their pastoral views all year.
On another subject, I don’t mind saying how at odds I feel with life here without you. The bittersweet taste of patients isn’t as sweet as we’d like it to be for those of us left behind struggling through the strife. I’m reminded of the bitter cup of vinegar offered Christ on his cross and the lesson in similarities that can be selfishly overwhelming for the mere mortal I am. I can already tell it will take me a couple of weeks of toiling in your garden to overcome this very moment, somewhat. Nonetheless, I will honor your request and care for your beloved flowers in your absence, but something deep internally tells me you visit them often. Like you, there are times the scent and blooms become spiritually captivating for me.
We know not the hour or day the Father will reclaim all that is near and dear to his heart. Until then, I will tread as best I can, this pathway in my mission and passion of life… Lord willing.
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
is one person's journey told through short stories and poems. "She smiled defiantly, knowing her skin looked even more enticing in the moonlight." Vesna
Whispers of a poet's heart 