Anyone could become a star, but everyone must be a human being. ~ Rafael Nadal
Lord, help me to live this day, quietly, easily. To lean upon Thy great strength, trustfully, restfully. To wait for the unfolding of Thy will, patiently, serenely. To meet others, peacefully, joyously. To face tomorrow, confidently, courageously. ~ St. Francis of Assisi
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
One who claims that he knows about it
Tells me the earth is a vale of sin;
But I and the bees, and the birds we doubt it,
And think it a world worth living in.
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Whatever you want, if you wish for it long,
With constant yearning and ceaseless desire,
If your wish soars upward on wings so strong
That they never grow languid, never tire,
Why, over the storm cloud and out of the dark
It will come flying some day to you,
As the dove with the olive branch flew to the ark,
And the wish you’ve been dreaming,
it will come true.
Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’. ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
Listen to my Podcast, Journey from Grief to Healing, Episode 124 on your favorite podcasting app or click here for Episode 124
In Episode 124 of the Journey from Grief to Healing podcast, we delve deep into the heart of navigating the darkest moments of grief. In the early stages of loss, the pain can feel overwhelming, like a storm tossing us around in a vast, uncharted sea. In this episode, we explore the power of perseverance, the importance of bailing water to keep our emotional boats afloat, and how choosing life—day after day—can lead to healing.
Inspired by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s timeless poem, “A Psalm of Life,” this episode offers strength, hope, and practical insights on how to keep moving forward, even when the current feels too strong. Learn how embracing the small, healthy choices can eventually calm the storm within and help you find peace again.
Whether you’re in the midst of your grieving journey or supporting someone who is, this episode is a reminder that you are stronger than you know, and better days are ahead. Choose life, embrace the present, and never give up—good things are coming your way.
George William A. E. Russell
WHILE the earth is dark and grey
How I laugh within. I know
In my breast what ardours gay
From the morning overflow.
Though the cheek be white and wet
In my heart no fear may fall:
There my chieftain leads and yet
Ancient battle trumpets call.
Bend on me no hasty frown
If my spirit slight your cares:
Sunlike still my joy looks down
Changing tears to beamy airs.
Think me not of fickle heart
If with joy my bosom swells
Though your ways from mine depart,
In the true are no farewells.
What I love in you I find
Everywhere. A friend I greet
In each flower and tree and wind—
Oh, but life is sweet, is sweet!
What to you are bolts and bars
Are to me the arms that guide
To the freedom of the stars,
Where my golden kinsmen bide.
From my mountain top I view:
Twilight’s purple flower is gone,
And I send my song to you
On the level light of dawn.
The voices they’re all around us. They tell us we can’t do it. They tell us we’re foolish. They demand we listen to them if we know what is good for us. That’s why I wear earplugs. I won’t listen to naysayers. I won’t listen to people who are doom and gloom. I look for sunrises and rainbows. So what if I fail. It won’t be the first time and it won’t be the last. I’ll keep on trying. I’ll wave to the voices as I pass on by. Let’s live with hope. Let’s live with optimism. Let’s live with a vigor and vitality that refuses to quit.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Droop not, my Brother! I hear a glad strain—
We shall burst forth like streams from the winter-night’s chain;
A flag is unfurl’d, a bright star of the sea,
A ransom approaches, we yet shall be free!
Where the pines wave, where the light chamois leaps,
Where the lone eagle hath built on the steeps,
Where the snows glisten, the mountain rills foam,
Free as the falcon’s wing, yet shall we roam.
Where the hearth shines, where the kind looks are met,
Where the smiles mingle, our place shall be yet!
Crossing the desert, o’ersweeping the sea,
Brother, brave Brother! we yet shall be free!
There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope. ~ Bernard Williams
I’m an early riser. By 5:30 a.m. I’m doing pushups, stretching, and core exercises. I’ve always been an early riser. I get excited for the day. Each day is like a birthday present that I can’t wait to unwrap. Some days I’d like to take to the exchange counter, but they are the rare ones. Most days turn out to be exactly what I hoped for. Attitude makes a big differences in how one feels and how things seem to turn out.
