Always Choose What your Heart knows is Right.

We all Make choices…it is your life, Remember~
“The chief beauty about time
is that you cannot waste it in advance.
The next year, the next day,
the next hour are lying ready for you,
as perfect, as unspoiled,
as if you had never wasted or misapplied
a single moment in all your life.
You can turn over a new leaf every hour
if you choose.” ~Arnold Bennett

 Designed by artist Celia Gregory

Designed by artist Celia Gregory

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Blessing the boats (at st. mary’s)

 

(at St. Mary’s)

may the tide
that is entering even now
the lip of our understanding
carry you out
beyond the face of fear
may you kiss
the wind then turn from it
certain that it will
love your back
may you
open your eyes to water
water waving forever
and may you in your innocence
sail through this to that”

~ Lucille Clifton, 1936 – 2010

Artist~Joseph Fettingis

            Artist~Joseph Fettingis

The Oak and the Reeds

There was once an oak tree growing beside a river, and there was also a reed growing beside that same river. The oak tree was very proud and boastful, while the reed was very modest. Even when the oak tree insulted the little reed, the reed remained cheerful, refusing to argue with the sturdy tree.

“You are such a puny and small plant,” the oak tree said to the reed. “Just look at how tall I am and how hard my trunk and branches are! You, on the other hand, are tiny, weak, and worthless.” The reed simply smiled at the oak tree but said nothing in reply.

Then one day the sky grew dark with thunderclouds. Rain began to pour down from the sky and mighty winds began to blow. The reed was able to bend and sway in the wind, but the oak tree was torn up by the roots and fell to the ground. In the end, it was the reed, not the oak, who survived. – Aesop

The Oak and the Reed by Achille Michallon, 1816 © Fitzwilliam Museum

The Oak and the Reed by Achille Michallon, 1816
                      © Fitzwilliam Museum

The moral of the story is that it is better to be flexible like the reed instead of rigid like the oak tree. 

My Life on A Shelf

This amazing artwork is called, “My Life on A Shelf.” It was painted by a woman who suffers from crippling headaches and migraines which I myself have suffered with for over 30 years.

The Artist name is Christa Barnell. I can honestly say this is probably one of the most powerful depictions of what chronic pain does to the life of a human being.

My Life on A Shelf

Look at all the little memories enclosed in jars on the shelf! And the smile mask on the floor. I feel like this relates so well to any chronic illness. It’s so powerful.

Evening

The sky puts on the darkening blue coat
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven, one that falls;

and leave you, not at home in either one,
not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses,
not calling to eternity with the passion of what becomes
a star each night, and rises;

and leave you (inexpressibly to unravel)
your life, with its immensity and fear,
so that, now bounded, now immeasurable,
it is alternately stone in you and star.~Rilke Maria Rainer

by Artist~George Kovach