Are you holding a grudge? About?
No grudge to drag, no weight to hide,
life skips along like a carefree tide.
Each moment’s a treasure, too bright to bring down,
in heartfelt gratitude, joy wears the crown.
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Miles That Return to the Heart
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
Beneath distant skies where strangers dwell,
I carried my roots, yet wore them well.
The furthest path was a circle’s art,
For every mile led back to heart.
Reflections of Joy
What does your ideal home look like?
An abode of sunbeams, of moonlit skies,
a home where nature’s green beauty lies.
Walls that shimmer with music from the heart,
a place from where warmth never departs.
Overwhelmed by Gratitude
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
Gratitude overwhelms me, pure and deep,
a treasure the soul forever will keep.
It makes me wonder how blessed I stay,
in every breath, life’s grace lights my way.
Why I Blog: Weaving Thoughts Into Words
Why do you blog?
I blog to weave the unseen threads,
to give voice to thoughts the heart embeds.
Each word a mirror, each line a flame,
seeking truth beyond a name.
In Her Own Words
Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.
“My dear,” my mother said, “life is not a race.
Walk it with grace, don’t rush the pace.
The world may be noisy, but peace you’ll always find,
It rests in your heart, not somewhere outside.”
Fantastic
How are you feeling right now?
I always feel fantastic, as if life itself is a song,
Each breath a note, each step where I belong.
Not because the world is flawless each day,
But because my spirit chooses its own joyous way
Walk A Bridge
What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?
Yoga is no habit, it’s a breath made whole,
A quiet returning, a tuning of soul.
Not practice alone, but a way to just be,
A bridge from the self to infinity.
The Better Screen
What TV shows did you watch as a kid?
Beside the glowing box, my gaze would stray,
To a window that lit up my day.
Butterflies, cats, and trees would play,
While birds sang tales the screen couldn’t say.
Amber Closure
What’s your favorite time of day?
Sunset is fulfillment in crimson light,
A gentle closure soft and bright.
It paints the sky with calm release,
A day’s last breath that whispers peace.
