if you know me well, you knew this was coming:
do what you're told today. steady on, follow your path, do what it is you're meant to do . . .
march forth.
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Showing posts with label march forth. Show all posts
Friday, March 4, 2011
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
march forth
today is one of my favorite days of the year, because it gives us explicit instructions for how to proceed:
march forth.
how many other days during a year are we given such help?
exactly none.
so today, I will be marching forth. into whatever it is life will be bringing to me.
and I really have no idea what that might be.
I of course have hopes and dreams and desires, but my experience so far in this life here on earth is that you can't plan too much on anything.
a great activity I've discovered is to put myself back a year, two years, five years, and to try to remember what I was doing, thinking, and planning at that point. which I then compare to my current existence: this always brings a smile to my face and a laugh to my belly. because it always involves a who would have thought commentary.
monday night I received a gift from someone, and I want to share it here. it's a small piece of artwork, a simple watercolored sketch of wings with words penned over it, done by a local artist named Cindy Memmott. the words written on this seem appropriate to my musings today:
Oh beautiful angel, may I understand the wisdom of the winds bringing newness and change to my world.
I am grateful for the wind and release my cares to it.
I breathe in and know
all is well.
to which I will only add,
and now I march forth.
march forth.
how many other days during a year are we given such help?
exactly none.
so today, I will be marching forth. into whatever it is life will be bringing to me.
and I really have no idea what that might be.
I of course have hopes and dreams and desires, but my experience so far in this life here on earth is that you can't plan too much on anything.
a great activity I've discovered is to put myself back a year, two years, five years, and to try to remember what I was doing, thinking, and planning at that point. which I then compare to my current existence: this always brings a smile to my face and a laugh to my belly. because it always involves a who would have thought commentary.
monday night I received a gift from someone, and I want to share it here. it's a small piece of artwork, a simple watercolored sketch of wings with words penned over it, done by a local artist named Cindy Memmott. the words written on this seem appropriate to my musings today:
Oh beautiful angel, may I understand the wisdom of the winds bringing newness and change to my world.
I am grateful for the wind and release my cares to it.
I breathe in and know
all is well.
to which I will only add,
and now I march forth.
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