Good morning. It feels so good to be sitting in my own little writing corner, in my comfortable home with the beautiful, still sunlight filtering in. It feels so good to be unscheduled after a lovely, restorative night’s sleep. My husband is headed out on his bicycle. Riding his bike is one of my husband’s favorite things to do. I am writing and reading and sipping coffee, so I am utterly exhilarated, in the process of doing my favorite things. Sundays are devoted to poetry on the blog, and in my own little corner of contentment (both inside and outside), this is the poem that popped out of me (see below). What poems are trying to pop out of you? Put pen to paper, or hands to keyboard and give it a whirl. What a wonderful way to get to know yourself better!
CONTENTMENT
“What is contentment?” In meditation, she asked.
And from something inside of her, the answer was grasped.
Contentment is feeding your passions,
With time and energy and focus and love.
Yes, just feed your passions with all of the above.
Well-fed passions equal contentment, it’s true.
When you do this, you’ll find your purpose anew.
Ah, so now I clearly can see,
Contentment is living purposefully.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.