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What we desperately need
Will most of us be able to live with the lessons of 2020?
My response to this question is, I know I will try.
What are the lessons we will need to live with?
Have we understood that the power of human love is pure?
Love matters and trumps all emotions.
Love permeates everything.
Love heals old wounds.
Love is more powerful than hate.
Love dissolves everything that is ugly and not pure.
Love aids and helps to the bring order and peace.
All of us possess the power of love within us.
It doesn’t cost anything to give and spread.
This Pandemic caused pandemonium;
but it brought people together
It made us listen to the struggles of others;
it shrunk our egos.
But, some decided to abuse power instead;
as if the brain had escaped from their heads.
Hour by hour,
death was ignored,
and instead money and power was adored.
All of nature spoke and rallied to instruct
But lack of knowledge allowed ignorance to destruct.
It is true, in a world of so much change
there must be gain and loss
but we lacked, we could not find
the leaders we could trust.
Endless deception without rejection from the ones
who had the power to do so.
No practice of the golden rule.
Too many preferred to be absolute fools.
Following untruths and narcissistic desires.
Do not forget we as The People
still have the control
to make things right
and get back in the fight
to revive our democracy
and redeem our soul
as a society
as a nation,
of the free and
where justice
will prevail for all.
Let us live the lesson,
Let love be our guide.
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Also My Prayer for today
These two great singers are among my very favorite singers. Listen and read the lyrics. They always bring me peace.
I pray you’ll be our eyes,
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise,
In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer,
When we lose our way
Lead us to a place,
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe
La luce che tu dai (the light that you give)
I pray we’ll find your light
Nel cuore resterà (In my heart it will remain)
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci che (To remind us that)
When stars go out each night
L’eterna stella sei (You are the eternal star)
Nella mia preghiera (In my prayers)
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c’è (How much faith there is)
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
Sognamo un mondo senza più violenza (We dream of a world with no more violence)
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza (A world of justice and hope)
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino (Everyone lends a hand to their neighbour)
Simbolo di pace e di fraternità (A symbol of peace and fraternity)
La forza che ci dai (The strength you give us)
We ask that life be kind
È il desiderio che (And the desire that)
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amor (Everyone will find love)
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a sè (Around and inside themselves)
Another soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child
Need to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
E la fede che (And the faith that)
Hai acceso in noi (You have ignited within us)
Sento che ci salverá (I feel that it will save all of us)
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A New Found Poem
A New Found Poem
To be honest
Now I can see
Magic and miracles
Our world,
Our Old world
Our New world
Will teach us lessons
We may not want see or understand.
A robin sang
to wake me up this morning
It shared a secret
From above
GOD IS IN THE RAIN!
It told me to
shout it from the house tops.
And I did.
I then went outdoors
And took a deep cleansing breath
For all those who are not able to breathe easily these days
I prayed for all those who are in despair.
The robin flew back onto the bush
Where it sang to awaken me.
I noticed Spring has indeed sprung.
Hope was alive again.
Love reentered my lonely heart.
I started to sing Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Attributions: I used titles or lines from posts written by my fellow bloggers who are always an inspiration to me.
Pat Cegan
Source of Inspiration
Frank Hubeny
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking
Man of many thoughts Keitharrettpoetry
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Essential
A morning full of sunshine
A whisper saying “I love you.”
A warm bear hug
A totally unexpected kiss
A visit from a butterfly
Crispy french fries
Fresh baked bread
The aroma of coffee brewing
Lavender fields sprinkled with light rain
A good book
Rereading a love letter
A love song
An old photograph
Family
Friends
Prayer
Focus on the now
Peace
Peace
Peace!
What are your essentials?
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Passwords
“In the arts, as in life, everything is possible provided it is based on love.”
-Marc Chagall
I wish I had the password
to access pure love and peace.
The one to help us to release
tensions and frustrations,
biases, and even hate.
It would prohibit foul verbalization
vulgarization, and dehumanization
just because we have free speech.
You may characterize my wish
as utopian and or even naive.
My wish is deeply embedded in my soul
and I just want to think
It may come true someday.
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The Energy of Prayer
Haiku 219 by Melba Christie
If you have no peace
these days, you are not alone
Let us stand as one.
“Keep your faith in all beautiful things. In the sun when it is hidden. In the spring when it is gone.” – Roy Rolfe Gilson
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The Heart
Usually colored a bright red
shaped simply symmetrically
symbol of adoration,
as to be beloved
on every 14th of Feburary.
Filled with compassion, desire,
and hope.
We all want to come home to our hearts,
to make sure we care about what truly matters.
It beats in unison within every living thing
the minute we enter this life.
Let us remember
we all have only one heart.
Let us remember that it can become
broken at times.
But that love will always heal it.
So much resides in our hearts.
We need to remember to be a kind host.
Share it, and always know,
as the great bard once wrote;
” My heart has rights over your heart.”
And when my heart leaps
it is when I see the greatness
in our humanity.
Let our hearts always be mindful
of the fact,
that we are all together
on the same pathway
coming home to our hearts.
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A Little Boy Goes
In man’s search for meaning
a little boy goes
hoping that someday he
will find his very own
Soon finding he is not alone.
His dream is for someday
to reach a star
not at all concerned
about how high or far
asking endless questions about
who, what and why?
He mostly wants to know
why we all must die.
In man’s search for meaning
a little boy goes
hoping that someday he
will find his very own
All he longs for is to be free
and that world peace
is our destiny.
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I HATE TO TALK ABOUT HATE
I want to make clear that my blog’s purpose is to present positive and inspiring poetry and art. That is my goal all the time. But today I hate the idea that I have to address the crazy hate manifested in the attacks on places of worship. Enough is enough. I also just learned this morning on a news show that a girl is in a coma after a person filled with hate decided to run over a group of people with his car.
Therefore, I need to talk about hate. I hate to talk about hateful behavior and give the hateful and vicious people that inflict pain, injure and kill the spotlight. It seems we always have an excuse for violent events or worse find a way to ignore the signs of hateful behaviors. It may sound naive but I prefer to talk about love and beautiful human interactions.
Frankly, my motivation for writing this post is my nanahood. I am a grandmother. I fear for the future of all children listening and watching the horrors of hatred, bigotry and injustice. Children are listening and watching even when we may think they are not paying attention. They are also asking questions.
The narrative is clear; we do not have to be divergent thinkers to understand that hate is present everywhere. It is expressed via all media. I mean I guess one can hate some things and that it would probably be a good thing. But sometimes we go too far to even hate the things we are suppose to hate. This even sounds almost contradictory.
When I was growing up I was not allowed to say I hated anything, especially, when it came to food. I could not say for example, that I hated broccoli or spinach. I remember my older sister telling me she was punished for saying she hated her teacher. I mean who hasn’t at least thought in silence that they hated their teacher or broccoli for that matter.
So is it that the word hate is inadequate to describe what is happening in our country? All crimes are provoked by some kind of hate. Is it a question of semantics? Should we just call it what it is? Should we be more explicit and call hate racism or fascism? Should we call people evil? Are not some of these acts evil? What are the adequate words to describe inhuman behavior?
We label these deadly acts of violence as anti-this or anti-that, but aren’t they sheer cruelty and barbaric acts? I am tired of the labels and the synonyms we use to condemn these acts. I am sick of conforming to the notion that a conversation about this terror has to be more wide-spread. I hear people say we must continue the conversation. I think is started decades ago. We are privy to the fastest systems of communication. The conversation must turn into action. The question is what kind of action and who should initiate it.
We can speak out and pray all we want but what we need are real solutions. I don’t like the justifications we are given. The headlines or breaking news depict these horrific events as copycat acts. The culpable are either radicalized people or demented freaks. The reality is that anyone who plans a massacre or terrorizes a community is simply not right.
We must realize that indifference is the opposite of love. Hate is not just a word and neither is love for that matter. Divisiveness is a distinct and purposeful way to continue to attract more disruption and chaos. Yes some people feel left out and disfranchised. We must do something about inequality. We must do something to help those who are desperate and mentally ill. We have failed as a nation in this regard.
I implore you to be a part of the solution. Each of us has the power to talk to each other, tell it like is and call out what is simply just wrong. Each of us can be the example of truth and love. Each of us can effect real change. I place my bet on you, the you individually and the you collectively who knows that we need to pull together now. We cannot wait one minute longer.
Pardon my selfishness but I want a world that my grandchildren will feel safe in and will be hatred free. Utopian perhaps. Hopeful, I try to be. Use this hashtag and join me in giving grandmothers a little hope. #Peaceforallnanas!
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VOTE!
I am seeking peace!
Check out my idea of what that means to me.
Tonight all I want is peace and calmness.
And my message to all of you is
Please vote!
Let us pass peace forward.
Is not peace what we all want and need?
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What do I tell my grandchildren now?
Ever since I became a grandmother all I think about is my grandchildren’s future and if life will be good for them. I fear that they will not have access to the same natural resources that I had as a youngster because we have abused the planet and mother nature for so long. I dread the moment that I will have to explain to them why some people hurt and hate other people. How do you explain that some people suffer so much because they have different beliefs.
I saw a television ad for an organization that helps children that are very ill cope with their sickness. Many of them are at risk of a short life expectancy. The infomercial made me weep. I thanked God my grandchildren are all healthy. The images presented are difficult to watch. Especially when so many children die because they do not have the adequate medical care.
But then it hit me. What will I tell them when they see tragic events or when they witness hatred and bigotry? What will I tell them when they are faced with bullying?
I remember talking to my children about these issues when they were growing up but I feel like it is all different now. There are more instances of tragic events related to bigotry, hatred, drugs, and natural catastrophe. It may be that I am simply older, and do not have the emotional strength to deal with all that happens these days.
I wrote this poem to read to my grandchildren when the time comes I may have to explain that bad things happen.
I would like your opinion if you have grandchildren or young children.
Well, I’ll tell you children
what you saw happen
just happens
and sometimes
we cannot prevent bad things from happening.
Sometimes all we could do is hope;
Sometimes all we can do is try to cope;
Sometimes you will need to question.
Many times you will feel helpless
But do not let yourself feel hopeless my darlings;
do not let fear disarm you.
Believe that you can be strong
Learn the difference between right and wrong
and never make others feel they do not belong.
My sweet children
all I can tell you today
is that tomorrow will be a better day,
because you will help make it so.
Only you can be the change
Only you can make the difference
and always remember
love is very powerful.
Love yourself
and others too
and always, always remember
Grandma loves you too.
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A Shrinking Feeling
A shrinking feeling overwhelms me;
the giant issues that surround
the world
suffocate and diminish my spirit slowly.
Will we survive?
Will this craziness pass?
Will we ever find the door
that leads to the garden of love
and peace?
Let us be strong again;
Let us believe again;
We must survive
the lunacy,
the autocratic greed,
the narcissistic need to lead
blindly, arrogantly, foolishly,
and selfishly.
We must believe that we are truly one.
