Words from the Heart

Image by sarniebill1 via Flickr A Time for Reflecting As I took my daily walk this morning, I was overwhelmed by a sense of joy in listening to the birds sing their matins to the the sun as it rose above the mountain .  I immediately said a pray of my own in thanksgiving for the song and a petition for those who have suffered the horror and grief of finding dead animals in their communities. Reflecting on this recent tragedy, it occurred to me that it is easy to fall victim to the constant assault by the media on the horror of the situation.  This realization is what spurred me on to write today.  It is imperative that we remain strong during difficult times.  Remember, our thoughts are energy.  If we dwell on negativity, then our energy will be sapped.  We can keep our energy high by prayer, mediation, and exercise .   While the mass death of birds and animals is tragic, it is not unique.  It has occurred over the millenniums , begin...

Over the years, our Thanksgiving traditions have evolved. As a young girl through my teens, I remember with great fondness celebrating Thanksgiving at my Aunt Edwina's. All my cousins and I had the best time playing games, listening to music, watching the parade. Once I had a family of my own, we would travel between grandparents homes and our own. It was sometimes difficult; four little ones can be a handful to bundle up and travel from one New England state to another. But, the moments added to our memories were priceless. As my daughters got older, we would celebrate at home with guests, filling the house with laughter and fun. Since moving out to Western Massachusetts, our celebrations have been much quieter. Roger and I often travel to the Peace Pagoda in Leverett to meditate on how blessed we are. When we were first out here, my daughters and Roger's daughter would come with boyfriends/husbands in tow. Our tiny home was filled to overflowing with love, good food and ...