Archive | January, 2019

FYI

11 Jan

Dear Friends,

I’m using this space to give you some new information.

As you know, each time I post to ShiningSpirit.org you receive
an email alert.  Sometimes you can read the entire post
through the email and sometimes you are prompted to
go to the website for the complete piece.  I hope you find
that kind of notice helpful.

Now I would like to introduce you to PoetryPlace.blog,
my new site which will contain only poetry.  I will
continue to post to ShiningSpirit.org with inspirational
commentaries, but I will use the new site for poetry
only.  If you enjoy the kinds of poetry that I have
been posting through Facebook, now you can get
the same email alert from PoetryPlace.blog.  All
you have to do is go to the site, look in the lower
right corner, and check the little box that says
“Follow”.  Fill in the required information and
you’re all set.  I no longer participate in Facebook.

Thanks for your support and comments over
the years.  I appreciate your readership very
much.  So, I invite you to follow both sites
and enjoy your reading.

Roger

Second Chance

11 Jan

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I knew what had happened when I heard the “thud”.
The young dove was curled up in the corner of the
patio, wing askew, eyes closed.  Crashing into the large
window, thinking she had an escape route from the
pursuing Hawk, had now made her completely vulnerable
to the predator perched on the metal railing and poised
to drop down onto the bricks for a quick lunch.

When I scooped her up into my hand, Hawk used language
I choose not to repeat.  He was one unhappy Hawk.  He let
me know the state of his mind by screeching and flapping
his usually graceful wings.  He left in a huff.

Dove and I sat awhile in a rocking chair.  I talked about
how nice it will be to fly again.  She slept.  For the better
part of an hour, we rocked and talked and slept.  And
then she shuddered, opened her tiny, black button eyes
and looked at me as if to say, “Ok, now what?  Do I die
or do I dare?”  Because she became a bit agitated, held
in the hand of a giant, I placed her carefully under a
thick bush, out of sight from hungry hawks, and backed
away.  It wasn’t long before a little gray head popped
out of the green leaves, eyes seemed to dart in several
directions, and she jumped into the sky for another day.

It was a happy moment for both of us.
Everybody needs a second chance.

“Be Kind”

10 Jan

Wednesday is a welcome friend at my house.
That’s the day I put on my gray, Be Kind T-shirt and join
second graders at a local elementary school.
I watch the light come on in their eyes when something suddenly
makes sense.  They laugh and tell me jokes, look at me like
“are you kidding!” when we work with short and long vowels, and
print their names in big, lopsided letters.
Everything catches their attention.  A picture in the hallway
is a springboard for a hundred questions,
light patterns on the wall pull them into some fantasy
adventure.  Imagination reigns.
And they are kind.
That’s the Wednesday theme and that message
is on their T-shirts, on posters, on bulletin boards.
Everywhere you look:
“Be Kind”  “Be Kind”
Maybe grownups should wear “Be Kind” T-shirts
everyday, not just on Wednesday.
We need to be reminded.
We need to practice
the virtue.
Try it today with everyone you meet.

Suggestions

4 Jan

Let Light warm you on a cold morning
so that you can be warmth
for all you meet.

Find joy in a friendship today so that
you might wear joy for
all to see.

Laugh and cry and wonder and dare
so that those you meet will
know you are authentic.
Be real.

Sing, play, explore, reflect, dance
Pick one today and another
tomorrow and do it
with grace and
gratitude.

Record the time you spend today
worrying, then at the end of
the day see how much
has changed for
the better.