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The picture taken by your niece really sets the tone for John O’Donohue’s poem. The trees are sprinkled with snow yet look like they are reaching for the clouds. Stare at the trees for a bit longer and the clouds become one with the branches. Puffy white leaves adorning and billowing about their outstretched limbs. Baptized by the snowflakes, but eager for another blessing from God.
May I live this day…
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Thank you, Liz. Jolyon enhances our experience more by inviting us to SEE and EXPERIENCE more in your niece’s photograph – and in O’Donohue’s poem as well. Too many moments and too many days are thrown away – especially by people who explain why they do some things by saying “I’m just trying to fill my time.” Is that living? Yes, “May I live this day.”
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How both Lisa and John capture the sense of the ‘beyondness’ that greets us as we welcome in another year. May we rise each day with the hope and the conviction that every day is a gift, a blessing to be savoured and shared. Peace be yours today and every day. Thank you Liz.
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Thank you Jolyon, I appreciate your way of seeing. It is a glorious photo. Lisa is gifted. I searched and searched for the photo and this one seemed to be the perfect accompaniment for O’Donohue’s poem and the hopefulness of a new year and in living this day…
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Yes, I agree Jolyon has provided a lovely melody for the exquisite image and poem. Yes, too much of life is taken for granted as we sleepwalk. May I live this day in gratitude for a friend such as you.
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Your presence is such a grace-filled gift, Maureen. Thank you for your wisdom and blessings of peace.
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