CHRISTMAS

Christmas is to be a little different this year. My children will be in another state. They love me, I know, but they are caught up in their own lives. I have learnt to accept that.

There will be no presents and no Christmas tree. Even Christmas dinner is a question mark right now. My working every day is simply not enough to stretch beyond basic living.

But that is not a sadness. I have the spirit of Christmas with me in the form of the man I love. (Cancer prevents him from working, so I earn for the two of us). Every Christmas spent with him is a gift I treasure. That is what matters about Christmas, sharing time with a precious person. He gives me all he has - his time, his care and his endless love.

I would not trade this man for all the money in the world.

Every day is Christmas. I can ask for no more.

P.S. I write this post for anyone not quite celebrating Christmas in a traditional way. There are blessings around. Be comforted! There are others like you! You are not alone! This is my gift to anyone who needs reassurance and peace.

HAPPY CHRISTMAS!

Bridge

Some summer moons ago
I lingered away holidays

Walking
Walking familiar drives
Walking to seek a new look at the small things
Missed in the daily haste of highways
Imprisoned lanes
And traffic lights

And there, tucked between gaudy facades
Of gummy colours and red hot sales
Was a park
A tall tall elm
And a bench and table
Tender coated shapes
Hunched over the table
Poetically tapered fingers
Lightly held
A bunch of cards

2 shadows playing bridge

I began to walk daily
To the park
Round the park's elliptic secrets
Through the park's dappling lights
And any time
The dews of morning
The glare of midday
The hush of late afternoon

Always
2 shadows playing bridge

But that was many summer moons ago

And today, a friend told me I should read a book called
"Geophysics for the Wandering Spirit"
A book lost in the dust left by
Gummy colours and red hot sales
But still there
A tiny crystal trapped in the web of progress
Waiting to be discovered

The book was written by some guy with a PhD in Geophysics

Who loved to play bridge

Relaxation Music - Lunar Khandro - Beautiful Landscapes

Stirring the depths of the soul!

Beautiful Landscapes

Enjoy the soft soul voice
Drift with magic!

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Drift with the music and Dream!

Inspirational Video - The Don't Quit Poem

Reflecting-
Where have I been?
Where am I going?

You have the touch

You have the touch…
Of rainbows rising on wet roads after the rage and fury of dark storms…

You have the touch…
Of dawn breezes and new glows after troubled midnights…

You have the touch of horizons…
The smiling promise of golden tomorrows…

You have the touch of stars…
Silver dreams
Sailing
Heavenly waters…

You have the touch of music…
Melodies
Haunting
Carressing
Timid keys
And virgin strings…

You have the touch of peace…
The inner voice…
The wings…
For a lost child…