Magic Moments-Now

We each must do our best with the opportunities we are given even when they seem beyond us. And we can choose those friends who help us realize the best that we can become. i live through hope  and faith in those friends. Knowing they are there gives me courage to address a home of 21 rooms and 7 generations of accumulated stuff…

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Here is an Advent calendar of Esperanza that i made some years back for our children. And, yes! it has 21 rooms, a barn, 2 guest cottages, and 2 garden sheds all packed to overflowing and, and, and….

I know I can,

I don’t know how

To write the Poem

That is Now.

You’re in it

That I’m sure.

It’s just you’re not

An easy  aperture

Of flesh and blood

And touchable sense;

But more a Dream

Of unshakable permanence-

Whirling in my mind

Directing every Attitude

That shapes my course

In unending Gratitude.

I don’t know how.

I can, you’ll see

Live the life

You wished for me:

To put my mark

upon this Place

and do it all

with simple Grace.

Angel in the dust

for my readers who can’t know all the particulars i will have to spend less time painting and posting to this blog in order to make more time for the house but i won’t disappear. I’ll still be here and listening-

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Ishvarapranidhana:  one of the five observances of yoga needful to find balance and harmony within oneself.

(Spirituality-take one of the Rose -piano version by Jamie which i am unable to upload to my blog but can email to you if you would like it and Surrender-take one by me in watercolor below-drag and drop) And yes, I paint to music.

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Autumn flower

Little Angel could have bloomed fragrant and bountiful in spring

Only Fate delayed the arrival of her Prince and now

Frost is in the air.

Buffeted by wind, broken-stemmed, tired, and old

She sends out a few more blossoms reaching toward heaven.

Even her leaves flame in a fond farewell.

And like bright confetti tossed in abandon after the party is over

Her petals drop gay against the grey of winter’s long sigh.

                                                                                                                         June 30, 2016

                                                                                                                          Holly Hall