Sunday, August 28, 2016

Sing In The Dawn

Good Morning sweet friends,
I was reading through my journal and came upon this entry from 2011. It never fails to fill me with hope and I pray that all of you are blessed today and always. Love to all, Kamama
Sing In The Dawn
I awakened really early this morning before the dawn made an appearance and I sat in my swing to await the light. As I cleared my mind I could hear the birds start to awake. I thought as I so often do, of how much hope a being has to have to sing in the dark believing in the light as the birds do.
Small birds have a tiny brain capacity, incapable of much more than the inborn instincts of survival, which includes forging for food, reproduction and singing, which is their language. I am sure they have other missives but I am not a bird expert, only a vessel for the hope they fill me with every morning, in the dark awaiting the light.
On this morning, I think of all the brain capacity that we as humans possess and how very little of that is directed toward hope in the dark. When we are without light, we tend to ruminate all our losses, sink deep into everything that has ever gone wrong in our entire lives, and it makes it difficult to see the light when it does arrive, as we are shrouded in darkness.
As I watched the light of that brilliant sun start to illuminate objects around me and I could start to make out shapes and textures that surrounded me, I saw them.
The birds on the branches serenading in my day and it blessed me in such a way that only nature can. These tiny creatures flying about doing what ever it is that birds do, have given this being a clear directive.
We have to concentrate on having more hope in our lives, more belief that the light will find us every day, without fail.
If such a tiny creature can sing the light into their lives everyday, how can we do less?
I was so grateful this morning as the sun touched my face. I put on my walking shoes and went for my walk and another gift was mine; a white baby feather. Soft and new like I want to be:-)
May you all fly into tomorrow with the same smile I have in my heart this morning. I am going to end this entry with something my older sister Ruby wrote to me yesterday.
“We can’t know why something happens but we can know that love and beautiful memories will outlast the pain. We know that there is a place inside the heart where love lives always and where nothing beautiful can ever be forgotten. If I have learned anything down here through the years, it’s that nothing beautiful in this world is ever really lost. What we have cherished will always live on in our memory. “


Tuesday, August 23, 2016

The Heart Leaf Lesson

Hi my sweet friends,
Last evening I was outside and found a heart leaf. Then I found several more and the lesson came to me that the first leaf is our beating heart passionate, filled with the heat of love and life.
The second leaf has grown, knowing love, but is damaged with the things that break our hearts over the course of its life.
A love gone wrong.
The loss of a child, sibling or parent.
The haphazard fortunes of loss and then more loss...
The third leaf is our hearts so broken that they have died. It is hard for us to feel good about things. We may be sad or depressed or feel dead inside.
And then just when we may have lost all hope, a new love begins to blossom. We may have aged enough that we love ourselves, just as we are in this moment, or the beautiful path of life may have brought a new person into our lives, or we may have weathered all the loss and realized that we survived.
Bent, but not broken as we previously thought.
No matter which leaf of life that you may be experiencing right now, take heart that it will change and depending on how we trust ourselves or others, it will become new again, passionately beating filled with the heat of love and life..
Full Circle....
I love you all so much and pray that love finds you every beating moment of your heart. Always, Kimmee