Grace: a. unmerited divine assistance given to humans for their regeneration or sanctification. b. a virtue coming from God. c. a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine assistance Origin: from …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: F is for Flower
Flower: verb 1. (of a plant) produce flowers; bloom. 2. be in or reach an optimum stage of development; develop fully and richly. (Google dictionary) Welcome to Day 6 of …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: E is for Enjoy
Enjoy: take delight or pleasure in (an activity or occasion) (google dictionary) Poetry Friday and A to Z Blogging Challenge all in this itty-bitty post! Today’s Poetry Friday is hosted …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: D is for dream and do
Dream: 1. a series of thoughts, images or emotions occurring during sleep. 2. an experience of waking life having the characteristics of a dream such as a. a visionary creation …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: C is for Create
Create: to bring into existence (Merriam-Webster) Create: to transform materials or to make visible (Susan) Welcome to day 3 of the A to Z blogging challenge Today’s letter is ! …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: B is for Breathe
Breathe: to draw air in and expel it from the lungs: Respire (Merriam Webster) Breathing in, I calm body and mind, Breathing out, I smile, Dwelling in the present moment, …
Soul Blossoming A to Z: A Is for Acceptance, Action (and avoidance)
One of my themes for this year is acceptance. Allowing life to unfold in its own way. Accepting myself exactly as I am in this moment. Trusting that I am right where I need to be.
Finding home–some thoughts and poems about belonging
Finding home–what do we long for? Finding home–we all long for a place we call home. Here’s one of my favorite quotes about home– We are all longing to go …
The first snow of the season! in haiku
Waking up to snow! I woke up this morning to the first snow of the season. Big fluffy flakes falling down–and not sticking to much. Although when I went out …
Are you tired? Here’s a dream to refresh you….
Happy Poetry Friday Because we need a dream to refresh us from the busy-ness and harshness of life, here’s a lovely poem by ee cummings. It’s called You are tired …