Good morning!! Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit Have a happy last third of the year! I’ve really enjoyed 2024 so far. Have you? I had a delicious morning of rest and respite that I really needed. I wish for you, exactly what you need this holiday weekend.
Sundays are devoted to poetry on the blog. Here is my poem for today:
There’s a game I play,
where you try to fill an empty space
with dropping fruits, coming from the sky.
The big fruits, are huge and exciting,
but they take up space quickly.
Leaving a lot of blank empty space around,
Only a few rare large fruits of plentifulness
The tiny beautiful berries that drop from above
Make room for more and more and more fruit,
Efficiently filling the space with as many tiny driblets of joy
That can be squeezed into where they are being dropped,
Leaving no empty space for anything but colorful fruits of joy.
Perhaps it really is the little joys that fill us up to fullness,
A constant trickle of happiness is true and renewable satiation.
Whereas when we rely only on the big harvests of happiness,
We leave a lot of empty space to be filled with sorrow and fear.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Here is the question of the day from 3000 Questions About Me:
999. How often do you self-reflect? (um, like always)