A Return to Love

Another great poem I found online that I found both inspiring and enlightening.

A Return To Love
by Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
Give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Off to work I go

Back to the old grindstone today. I have always hated it when a holiday falls in the middle of the week. It’s much nicer to have a 3 or 4 day weekend than to have to work the day before AND after a holiday.

Anyway, the fireworks were great! We met our friends & their kids there. I am very surprised that our tiny little town is able to provide that kind of entertainment. There must have been several thousand people out there watching. We invited our 87 year old neighbor lady to go with us, and she accepted and seemed to have a great time.

We bought tickets yesterday to go see Vicki Lawrence (from Mama’s Family.) Honey is in love with her, and records and watches the show all the time. It should be lots of fun, even though it’s going to be outside in an amphitheater. We managed to score second row seats, which is fortunate, considering most of the venue was sold out already.

This is going to be a busy week. I’ve got choir practice tonight, a class tomorrow night, and the Al Gore movie on Friday. It’s better than sitting at home, though!

There’s always a rainbow

Well, things are starting to look up a little bit around here!

We managed to repair the phone service ourselves, which saved alot of money. The aging phone line under the house was in bad condition and spliced several times, so we replaced it all with new line and the phone works perfectly.

We had to buy a new washing machine, as the old one had more problems than just a broken belt. I went with Whirlpool and really like it so far.

Other than that, it’s been a pretty standard weekend. Church was good and then we ate at Flamingo Row.

This Too Shall Pass

OK… so I’ve decided to give this blogging thing a try. I always thought it would be fun, but didn’t really think I had that much to say. Hopefully I won’t bore anyone to tears.

I found the following poem online today, and instantly fell in love with it. I have always liked and used the phrase “this too shall pass” in my life when it seemed like everything was going wrong. Maybe someone else will find some inspiration from it.

This Too Shall Pass
By Helen Steiner Rice

If I can endure for this minute
Whatever is happening to me,
No matter how heavy my heart is
Or how dark the moment may be-

If I can remain calm and quiet
With all the world crashing about me,
Secure in the knowledge God loves me
When everyone else seems to doubt me-

If I can but keep on believing
What I know in my heart to be true,
That darkness will fade with the morning
And that this will pass away, too-

Then nothing in life can defeat me
For as long as this knowledge remains
I can suffer whatever is happening
For I know God will break all of the chains

That are binding me tight in the darkness
And trying to fill me with fear-
For there is no night without dawning
And I know that my morning is near.