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When the brain converts ethereal energy into words and writing, we manifest into the material world what we are dreaming in our mind. ~Don Miguel Ruiz

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Location: Kamas, Utah, United States

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

My Blessing

This morning I woke up with a fresh quiver of arrows. With Thanksgiving tomorrow I am sure the gratitude I am feeling is being influenced by this holiday. A time to sit and reflect on the wonderful blessings we have in our lives and enjoy each other. My first arrow is in place and I let it fly to a wonderful friend who is an amazing healer and a brilliant luminary; to the awesome three who keep the word ‘human’ in real prospective with their work, talent and friendship; to my best friend Denise whom I can always open my heart, be true with my word and openly grip the seat in her car as we zip around the next corner; one for my nephew whose face shines with joy despite his own sorrows when the two of us sit side by side in a club; one for my mother to help spread warmth into the fragmented places of her heart from a past loss; one for the acquaintance I ran into this morning for bringing back some happy memories and some future dreams; and many more not on the list but in my heart. To all of you as I shower my arrows of love, I send you My Blessing:

May the love and light you so freely give to others, also surround you and your loved ones each and every day you walk upon this earth.