❤ Love this from Pat's blog
Can we be a friend
who listens without judgement,
offers understanding when we
do not understand ourselves, a
friend who does not try to solve
the problem, but rather allows
the other to grow through their experience?
Can we be a friend to one who
is being unlovable at the
moment? Can we sit quietly
with another in an hour of grief?
Can we love enough to just
allow whatever is unfolding
to manifest as it is intended?
When I was young I would sit on the swing-set starring at the sky. I noticed how time would fly and my thoughts would land like bumble bees kissing a flower, never staying on one subject too long. I guess that was when I learned that my soul and spirit could float and my imagination could imagine, ever though my feet were firmly planted in my present moment. I remember this day because I remember thinking when I am older I want to remember this day…How the clouds are making shapes like horses and cows and the wind was blowing them around, and for the span of 2 hours I was lost in my thoughts. I smile as I write this in my journal because it is something I didn’t want to forget about myself—even though my feet are firmly planted in the present moment, my soul, spirit and mind can dream and visit anywhere, all I have to do is go outside look up and imagine my world however I want it to be. Maybe it’s my gypsy soul, who knows, it’s such a nice thought for today, so I’m going to think it.
Maybe the gypsy soul
the country road
I’ll never know
what took you away
but you went
Maybe the mountains
that burned your soul
till you sat atop
I’ll never know but
whispers in the wind
Maybe the broken heart
the sorrow and regret
You fled away
with your tomorrows
I’m left wondering
Maybe I’ll never know
I won’t let go
I’m going to
hold you in my heart
till I see you again
I never really wanted to fit in and I like being different.
~✿~Brilliantly & Uniquely Different~✿~
Below a sign from my desk.
Are you ever gonna
Let the light back in?
I refuse to let the darkness win
Even if you don’t see light
Make your own light…
I made this for you
I pruned my rose bushes heavily this year so I was so surprised and happy to see this today.
As you grow in the yellow SIDE of Life
I brace myself for Destiny
Yours and mine are intertwined
Raising us to higher ground
M
Sweet You
Flitting and fluttering
Visiting Each Flower
in my yard
Taking what you want
Not wanting to stay
Hopping from little flowers
To big ones…I watched Sweet You
You seem a little unstable
In your fluttering
There you go over the fence
Just like Sweet You
Always looking in the other yard
My heart hops with you every time
Except this one I’m
Waiting to see if you get it
There’s no magic in that yard
It’s inside Sweet You
Watercolor Blue Sky
You have the power
To blow me away
and You did
and You do
I shall never be the same
MichelleMarie
Tell Me About It 
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