The overlay of tragic days
on those we know as holy
invites our hearts to listen
to stories shining light.
Our ancestors,
yearning for freedom,
waiting
while the Holy One
passed over and spared them;
Our ancestors,
huddled in helplessness,
weeping
while crucified mercy
awaited entombment;
Our ancestors,
searching the earth and stars,
wondering
when winter would leave them
and new life return;
Our ancestors,
families embracing,
hoping
in times dark and desperate
for safety and peace;
In mystery,
fragile and delicate,
learning
survival has always
depended on love.
Freedom came,
and mercy rose,
spring blossomed,
justice triumphed.
The story ends,
another starts,
inviting
transformation.
Every choice we make today
creates the living chapter
that passes on and offers hope–
or not–to those who follow;
We will adapt; we will endure;
we will survive this sorrow;
and we will add our wisdom
to stories shining light.
Time to inquire within and honor my journey; I’ll be back next week. Joy to you, and gentle peace. May the promises and lessons of these holy days and this blessed season of renewal feed your spirit and gladden your heart.
I was wondering if you didn’t need to take some time for yourself, dear lady. Rest well, find your peace.
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Thank you, Kate; always time to rest here, but yes, time to honor our spirits. 🙂 Hope you are well. Joy and gentle peace.
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Indeed! I need to take time to listen to my soul, and my ancestors! I am just endlessly impressed that you can write such lovely stuff day after day…
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Gentle peace in the listening, Kate!
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Hello – You are a wonder and I’m so inspired. Your words have stayed with me and I felt compelled, like so many others to write about your work. Would be beyond my dreams if you wanted to “contribute” to your own words here. Let me know https://www.lieslclarkphotography.com/ponderingourshadows
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This is a very lovely project, Liesl, and I prefer to invite others to create and share their wonderful art. Thank you for your kindness; I hope you are well and safe, and will keep creating images that help us see who we are and can be. Ancora imparo: I am still learning. The words are attributed to an aged Michelangelo and that, I think, is beautiful inspiration for all of us, every day, but especially now.
If you could provide a link to this blog, that would be appreciated. the-daily-round.com
Thank you, again, for sharing and for inspiring. Gentle peace to you, always.
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Thank you for taking the time to respond. It means a lot! – I have added the link as you have requested.
Liesl
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Amen Kitty. Thank you
Happy Easter!
Looking forward to your posts next week.
Be well
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Blessings and joy to you as well, Gina. Thank you so much for your kindness. Gentle peace. Xoxox
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Wishing you a very happy Easter….. thank you for your blog..it’s keeping a lot of people entertained…..
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Thank you, angel, and be well. 🙂
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We are our ancestors:
We are the past.
We are our children:
We are the future.
We are the present generation.
Don’t we need regeneration?
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Lovely; thank you, Shiva. 🙂
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I loved this. Daughter will tell her daughter about these times, as all our ancestors have done. Oh…those misty trees had me utterly captivated. Just beautiful. Happy Easter to you all. Love and hugs.xxxx
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Same to you and your lovebugs. May your celebrations of spring and light and all new life be as merry as they can. Yes; we’re part of a great adventure now, aren’t we? We always were, but it’s taken quite a stupendously dramatic leap.
To healing and transformation. 🌸
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