The Furtherings

“I’m going to give you a handful of wildflowers
so, each petal that falls will remind you
that the earth breathes, and the moon rises.”― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn’t Forgotten You

“I give thanks for arriving
Safely in a new dawn,
For the gift of eyes
To see the world,
The gift of mind
To feel at home
In my life.
The waves of possibility
Breaking on the shore of dawn,
The harvest of the past
That awaits my hunger,
And all the furtherings
This new day will bring.”
– John O’Donohue

Beauty in the forefront.
Delight in the making.
To paint a blank canvas.
Vibrant colors.
Brilliant shapes and hues.
Deep gratitude, awe and wonder.
Oasis at our feet.
In the midst of the desert.
Abundance sitting right next to scarcity.
Awaiting our awakening, our partaking.
The gift of fresh eyes, open heart and waves of possibility in all of the furtherings of this new day.

“Our truest response to the irrationality of the world is to paint or sing or write, for only in such response do we find truth.”― Madeleine L’Engle