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Pond of Life

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Swim out of your little pond ~ Rumi

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Wouldn’t it be easy if we could just float through life. Can you imagine if everything was clear, we knew where we were going, how to get there and what would happen next.

On the surface it seams simple, but there are always the things beneath and around us that pull us this way and that, the currents that knock us off course for a while. These can be our experiences, the ones that mould us, some forgotten or buried and some crashing around us at any moment.

We are deeper than we appear on the surface, with depths that can be murky. Sometimes we just have to wade through sludge to get to where we want to be and sometimes it’s just plain sailing.

The most important thing is we have inside of us, the ability and strength of spirit to make anything possible, we just have to keep afloat.

Bring the sky beneath your feet and listen to celestial music everywhere ~ Rumi

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Girona

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Girona city is one of my special places. Just up from Barcelona, a very special Catalan city. From the magnificent cathedral to the cobblestone streets. 



I love this part of Spain, it’s my spiritual home and luckily I have family here so I can visit as often as I like. 

I get off the plane at Girona airport and there is a smell that tells me I’m home. Somewhere between pig farms and the manure on the fields there is a smell that speaks to me.  It talks of family and food, sun and lazy walks in nature.  I can find a stillness here that is difficult to find anywhere else.

I’m presently in Spain for a family wedding so when the city prompt came up today I knew it called for my love affair with Girona, we were meant to be.

Response to the Daily Word Prompt – city

Affirmation 

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With open eyes I see the beauty in the world and with eyes wide open I dance in, and add to that beauty.

With open ears I listen to the universe and add my own truth as to be in tune with its symphony.

With open mind I accept and consider the opinions of others and contemplate first in silence my response.

With open hands I reach out to those in need and accept and welcome the assistance of the hands of others.

With open heart I give love willingly and with that same open heart accept the love that is offered to me.

I remain open to what the universe has in store for me and open to how I can be of service each day.

Held Aloft

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I’m beside myself with worry, this really can’t be right,
I dreamt a plane was crashing, I dreamt it late last night.

I know it’s not an omen, I hope so anyway,
as I’m flying off myself soon, in just a couple of days.

Why can’t I dream of riches, of love and spiritual paths,
instead of things like crashes, with memories that last.

I know it’s because I’m packing now, I know this is the way,
it’s guilt about the fun I’ll have, I’m sure that’s what they’d say.

So I will buckle up my seatbelt and think of better things,
and pray the plane will hold us up, I’ll really watch the wings.

I have set my new  intention, to only dream of love,
avoiding cheese, crossing hearts and sending prayers above.

Echo of your Voice

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A mountain keeps an echo deep inside.  That’s how I hold your voice.

~Rumi

Your far away now, further than I can follow, but I still hear your voice.  I hear your voice deep inside where there is stillness and peace.  And when I am there I can hear you as if you are next to me.  Your voice will never fade for me, never dim and never not mean the world to me.

In response to today’s Daily Prompt – Mountain

Ravaged by Storms

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 Sorrow prepares you for joy.  It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter.  It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place.  It pulls up rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow.  Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place –    Rumi

I believe in this quote from Rumi the 13th-century Persian poet and Sufi mystic.  I believe as it helps me face my challenges head on, it helps me survive obstacles that can sometimes feel insurmountable.  I don’t welcome challenges but I accept them, I acknowledge them and let them sit with me until they pass through.  Only then can I see and feel what they have left in their wake, only then can I begin to understand them and build from them.   I think of myself as a tree ravaged by the winter storms, uncovered and naked only to be clothed again in spring as I begin again with the warmth of a new day.