Greetings!!!!
Happy Wednesday!!!
Circumstances that seem disastrous, hold in their Divine Mystery, outcomes that surely can only be seen as blessings...
Today, allow yourselves the opportunity to use Remembering to take you to your own tempests, and see them for the silent blessings they have brought.
Storms
There will be storms, child
And with each tempest
You will seem to stand alone
Against cruel winds
But with time, the rage and fury
Shall subside
And when the sky clears
You will find yourself
Clinging to someone
You would have never known
But for storms.
"Storms"
by Margie DeMerell
Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber
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1 comment:
This poem is the perfect sentiment for those in London who have been affected by this recent terrorist attack. My heart goes out to them!
Dohiyi,
Deb
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