Old Shots
2017
What would you write on yours? How would your note of thankfulness be different this year than from a few years ago?
2020
Tag: Reflection
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Post-It Notes 26
At an airport in 2017. The sign reads, “What are you Thankful for this Holiday Season?” On the little table were post-it notes and pens for everyone to use.
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Today’s Shot 126
Azalea
Cemetery Walk
Peace and rest are blooming,
where the hush of deepest sleep is found.
I am a “Keeper of the Gate”,
where shadow and sunlight meet –
without a sound.
For: Cee’s Flower of the Day – FOTD
And: Brashley Photography’s Floral Friday – FF #18 – FOTD
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Today’s Shot 125
Passages
For: Cee’s Flower of the Day – FOTD
Green heart, finds her peace
Marking unseen passages
Dancing and dreaming
For Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 177 #Synonyms only ~Transition and Harmony~
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Today’s Shot 123
Treasures
Unforeseen treasures,
Cherished within love’s true gaze,
Her beauty grows bold
For: Cee’s Flower of the Day – FOTD
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Today’s Shot 121
Sunshine on my Shoulders
A divine hand rests
Like sunshine cupping my face
My bare soul is warmed
For Cee’s Flower of the Day – FOTD
~ and ~
Brashley Photography’s Floral Friday – FF #17 – FOTD
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Post-It Notes 25
“What is mind? It doesn’t matter. What is matter? Never mind.” -Anonymous
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A fun play on words perhaps, but how powerful is our mind and how much does it matter? What effect do our intentions and beliefs have on our daily life? And, how about health, wellbeing, and relationships?
The Placebo Effect ~ The Mind ~ Beliefs
Mind over matter …matters!: Yamna Rahim
Is there scientific proof that we can heal ourselves? | Lisa Rankin, MD
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Today’s Shot 114
Thorned Beauty
Deep among the thorns
Unexpected beauty springs
Treasures born from pain
For Cee’s Flower of the Day – FOTD
Monochrome
Covered in grey hues
It is hard to find that spark
Light your hidden flame
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Today’s Shot 113
Dreams
For Cee’s Flower of the day – FOTD
Dream States
Consciousness drifts in and out – rising and falling like a candle’s flame. My dream this morning was a flickering awareness of a story from long ago, slowly filling my mind and then receding again into blackness. For whatever reason – for me or for someone reading this – its message was reawakened and spoken again for this moment in time.
A schoolmate (who I will name Roxy) had gone on vacation with a friend of hers. On the way back, her friend was wearing a seatbelt but Roxy was not. They were in an accident, and Roxy’s body was thrown on top of her friend – tragically killing both of them.
The thing is… it’s not odd or strange to be young, foot-loose and fancy-free. We have probably all been there, regardless of age. It’s no one’s fault. It’s one of those situations that you can only look at afterwards (as an outsider to the event) and wish with all your heart that one small change could have re-written this whole story.
But, who is to say that this would have prevented – what would it be called … fate? We remember with troubled hearts – but perhaps that day, their journey really just began in a different kind of way, for reasons beyond comprehension.
I don’t think we’re meant to understand everything.
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I went on a trip last year with some friends from my swimming group, and the driver was very adamant about the fact that our vehicle was not moving until we were all buckled in. I so appreciated her caution with our safety – and I wished that these two beautiful souls from so long ago – were still here with us today …
Who can make that call and say, “No, this was the wrong time … this was the wrong way. Tomorrow and in this way would be best …?”
There really is no “best” to some things.
Seatbelts are not just for one person’s safety. They also protect anyone else in the vehicle.
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We can’t prevent all things for all people but please, if not for yourself, buckle up for others!
This belt I wear each day, is for Roxy and her friend. We miss you 🕊
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