Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Good morning. Our intuitions have served us well. I am waking up in the only room left available in a fabulous, old inn listed on the National Historic Register. The hotel is in one of those towns that feels like it has always been home – one of those comfortable, feel good places, which in some ways feels like it has somehow always been a part of me, even though I have never been here before. I love this serendipitous feeling.
Sundays are devoted to poetry on the blog. Atticus says it best:
Here is my poem for day. Take a moment today in which all you do is feel. Write a poem.
“The Well Beaten Path Back To Me”
I did not know where I was going so I let my soul take the wheel.
And it steered itself to where it could best be refilled, renewed and restored.
My soul always knows the way.
It has the wisdom of the sun and the stars and the knowledge that beats my heart.
Serendipity leads to serenity.