Light Haiku and to bless choice

Wind whistles along,
breezy tunes, free, light, robust,
words include your name



To Bless Choice

May recognition become a sweet refrain
for the song of life. Dependence, seldom
considered the driving force, yet,
bringing harmony with recognition
giving basis for choice.

May the blessing gained in choice
be acknowledged with graceful purpose.
Choice becomes the natural
progression when the starting
point is identified.
May the choice of humility
bring reconciliation.
May the choice of gentleness
yield personal peace.
May the choice of generosity
allow a redefining of abundance.
May the choice of joy
create celebration moments.

May choice bring clarity to
relationship as giving and
receiving work together;
Choice becomes empowered
through resources built into
life's rich plenitude.

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Four Words, Plus One

Humility
Gentleness
Generosity
Joy
Practice

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Love Letter No 61 - Persistent Love

Dear N,
Footsteps rise and fall, the heart beat's continual rhythm splits time, emotion cues up persistent love. "No ordinary moments" in persistent love. No urgent denials of choice, no very very quickly actions, persistent love takes care of its own. Vigilance is a factor of persistent love. To watch carefully, no anticipation, perception of need acquired yields a steady response of persistent love.

The breeding ground of imagination is flush with varied response, yet, persistent love takes the reigns and guides action. Dedication to presence allows persistent love to stay fresh and vital. We live, grow, and live again. Persistent love illuminates our darkest moments, colors our brightest rainbows, shades our deepest grays.

With deep and tender affection,

LarryG


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Music

Universal Speak
Breaks those barriers down quick
Sing, Dance, Play and Sway

to bless release

As footsteps move softly away, the song of freedom within comes forth unbidden.

May an act of motion invoke release from situational anxiety.

May each step taken bring oneness for the journey.

May release be an affirmation that the goodness in life is never left behind.

May release become a fulcrum providing the leverage point lifting life's sadness and losses discharging floods of gracious goodness and fomenting peace.

May the good fortune of release allow personal favor to extend the fecund growth of harmony and love.




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Love Letter No 60 - Common Love

Dear D,
This presence is touching me, like a parachutist touches the sky, like a diver touches the water, like the lion touched by the lion tamer. As if we fell from the heavens and landed in the same backyard.

You show up poking fun at yoga, I poke fun back. Then I find you never went by your first name, and it is the same as a dear family member, my own poppa's mom. So I drive 75 miles one way to see you, and when you look up at me, your arm goes out for an embrace instinctively.

The common culture of life, homespun touches it all. If we aren't two peas in a pod, well, kick me out of the pod please. And on top of that, in all life's struggles, thankfulness is our common song. How wonderful, how uncommon, what a comfort!

With deep and tender affection,

LarryG

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Chaotic Haiku

Distractions all Day
Perfection waits Patiently
Step aside, Salute!

"When everything is chaos in life something perfect is being born, the chaos will keep you distracted so you don't mess it up" - Anne Lamott

to bless encouragement

May the gentlest of humility guide you to
encouraging self talk. Statements such as these
(and more): "that will help my friend", "this may not make
a huge difference but look what a joy", or "inspiring one
smile made my day".

Encouragement, a simple friendly sort of love,
giving that gift enriches life.

May you express the gift of encouragement at
just the time needed to lift up a friend, whether
you know it or not.

Love Letter No 59 - Relapse Love

Dear Bond,
Minutes, hours, days, weeks, months:
In the seat of emotion time
dilates, stands still, then moves
forward again. The heart knows nothing of
the abyss of linear living. Tingle, sparkle,
tease of interaction balance without
peril, as remembering arrives. And with arriving
the inner presence longs for renewal,
knowing the search for belonging
goodness was completed then
restarted. To peer into the past and conceive
a future is a gift, to share that gift is life's
treasure. Relapsed perhaps,
respected and loved, always.

With deep and tender affection,

LarryG

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Note: A special person was met on a special day, today's love letter celebrates that connection.

Karen’s Song - from a Wednesday List

It’s the time, the place to talk this all over,

Feeling calm and warm to be here with my lover,

This is about understanding, mutual point of view,

And showing plainly through action how feelings are too.

There’s safety in numbers when two means us,

Specifics worth sharing, the less the fuss

Emotions of hurt, anger, embarrassment trying

Masking the plea to save living love, it’s not dying

Let’s give into the moment and let it last forever,

No limitations or interruptions come whatever

With fingers entwined no problem big or small

Can come between the grip won’t let us fall

Then out in the open, the worst wasn’t so bad,

We’ll rekindle our memories of good times had.

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See the post on The Happiness Project for the inspiration for this poem.

a Wednesday Haiku

Appearing Today...
Back by Popular Demand!
Right Before Your Eyes!

to bless a chef

May the new day greet creativity with fresh inspiration
as ingredients begin to meld under skillful hands. May this mix
bring to fruition a satisfying story that can be told
and retold through the sharing of the dish.
May purpose established through the grinding of
mortar and pestle prepare an eloquent
statement of joyful savor.

By the effort made over chopping board, pots, skillets may
wondrous ingenuity express to the senses the
wealth of the chef's value. And if so moved, may
written word record the methods that is the skeleton
of the dish and the road map of those who would
follow to that happy land promised
through a wonderful reflection.

May every good feeling within come through in the
making of meals. And may the hands that prepared
be always blessed by those who receive the benefit
of their labor.

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I saw the movie "Julie and Julia" yesterday. I enjoyed it very much. I left the theater with the impression that there is a deep pleasure we can each claim through the sharing of a meal that we prepare with our own hands. It can even give a joy to the time of reflecting afterward when we have to clean up the mess

Love Letter No 58 - Butterfly Love

Dear K,
It's the stillness of the forest with stream, of a field with grass waving and clouds breezing overhead, of the park bench near fountain's bubbling, a quietness where I can feel me being me, each beat of my heart bringing rhythm to my thoughts of you. And then, the butterfly spreads wings, drifts, flits, floats and lands on the hand. The wings pulsing open and closed as my heart thrills to sense your presence with me. Wasn't this small comfort what I had been hoping for all along, a breath of air, touch of an angel, harmony in the song through the willows, a serene request that ambition be laid aside.
Then, quiet as a suckled babe, I lie still, full of hope, on your breast and listen, to the stillness, the winds, the bubbling, the quiet love, the butterfly flits away.

With deep and tender affection,

L
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This one goes out to Kay over at Loud Silence, the recent post is Still My Heart.

Very inspiring and great work Kay!

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"While there are many left brain activities that make contributions, Happiness is ultimately a condition of the right brain, that is, a state of existence." ~ o'hOgain

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First Day

Fond of you God is.
You thrill to hear the "Hello".
God charts your voyage.

Happy Picture

There is a challenge over at Gretchen's Happiness Project to choose "8 Auspicious Symbols of Happiness". I chose 9 because it makes a symmetrical collage :)

Love Letter No 57 - Wildfire Love

Dear A,
Fire inside is burning out of control! You lit it, fanned it, fed it. Now it's loose. Wildfire, burning in my chest, scorching my guts, searing my heart. It's inescapable when flaming up spontaneously from the inside.

Douse me with water, it vaporizes. Try a chemical drop, but that's no help. The sting of red burn continues, then fried nerves go numb as love's wildfire uses up the fuel of my angst.

It wasn't a ring of fire to fall into, it was the flames that burst forth that spread a ring around me making me unapproachable. Only the love you bring enters this circle of fiery heat.

With deep and tender affection,

L

PS: "Many waters cannot quench love" ~ Solomon
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to bless a cancer patient

A disease may require special attention, may impact the circles we move in and through, never does disease define the person,
it says nothing of longings in the heart, of the distant hopes or near objectives of an individual's plans.

May cancer bless the urgency of being in the moment, without dominating the conversation, or changing the purpose of each day. May life's abundance be marked by thoughts, words and deeds that contribute beyond and in spite of the context of an MRI, CT scan, PET scan, blood marker or spinal tap. May invisible faith, unsee-able hope and irresistible love overshadow the physical outside of pain, diagnostics and treatment.

To be in the moment of every experience brings its own victory, and may that victory channel energy of healing melded in physiology and sparked by psychological immunity.

May you know the strength of friendship's love through prayers, calls, visits and cards. May positivity dwell deep within, subjugating bad cells to the body's remarkable immuno-response. May cause discovered bring cure conclusive and complete.

And should healing involve death, the door that leads to life beyond mortal bonds, may the confidence of life's enduring cycle nurture peace within. May loved ones share a held hand and hug as the soul seeks rest and the embrace of love eternal is enjoined.

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It seems unfair that any would be called to an untimely early stage of life death, but death is a bridge we all walk across eventually.

Love Letter No 56 - Tossed Love

Dear L,
Never, ever, ever did I think it would be me, and
you, and a hearts tossed. But that is precisely
the situation. I understand too well now, this was to
be expected, put in an impossible milieu,
tossing a heart aside, like infatuated driftwood
on love's shore, is the final option.

It seems a hurt forever. It is on top
of everything that has piled up in life.
Yet, cynicism has no reward, inspiration says
give 100% when it comes to love.
Show the world you want love, a special love,
one that creates the willing heart and throws in
completely; a love that will not walk away when storm
clouds brew.

Know this, I miss you tragically, it hurts
inside. Oh, if I could fix it, I would.
I know I will do all in my power to
make it work should love happen to any degree
that compares with this painful past. It is
burned deep into the conscious.
Love, so precious, and
forever love whispering
to an aching heart.
Even tossed, love's dreams still live.

Written through the tears,
With deep and tender affection,

L
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to bless intimation

As sand shifts in surf
shadows move with sun's
intimation of day's progression,
may the sands beneath your feet
always speak the truth change brings.
May subtle textured support
and skillful adjustments
constantly maintain balance.

May intimation received and offered bring personal
treasure to life through moments of reason,
understanding, spiritual enrichment. May the friendship
intimation nurtures through a wink, nod, or outstretched arm
gather strength in the body language of gentle warmth.

May the intimation of language be honest and graceful, becoming
a transposition of words carrying their emotion
with light confidence knowing that
whether fierce or subdued, whispered or screamed,
the arriving has the blessed result intended.

Let intimation yield just fruit to bless
and curse not all those that receive.
And may life's yearnings respond to intimation
through observing the constancy in nature,
witnessing the embrace of each day's change.


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