Wispers in my Ear

In the not so long ago, I nearly lost my life, but in that losing, I seem to have found a new one.

Never have I been a poet, nor a writer of any sorts.
But for awhile now I have been talking to myself on paper, not a big deal for most people I would imagine, but definitely out of my comfort zone to be sure.
I write these for myself, but perhaps will share with someone who may ever stumble upon this page and is inclined to read.

I found that sharing is a very good thing :-)

My Homecoming Moon

My Homecoming Moon
Dec.08 2008 5:30 a.m. - I am filled with wonder and love

Monday, June 29, 2009

Tiny Miracle at Art Walk, Large Joy

I had not many thoughts when waiting on one our last customers of the day.
She wanted to look at items inside a few locked jewelry cabinets, and so I obliged. Finding her treasure the dark haired woman worked her way to the sales counter, and a husband who at the time was being waited on by my sister. He joined his wife while she paid for her purchase.

How the conversation began is gone to me now. So many people travel through the store each day, and this weekend was one of our busiest of the year with Art Walk just about to come to an end. It seemed as if the seconds stood still, but yet all transpired quickly. One comment led to another, and I found out, in one heart stopping moment, ... the man across the counter from me, had been one of the two paramedics that freed me from my car that fateful Nov. day.
What are the chances of that?

This man and his wife traveled almost 150 miles into the mountains to enjoy the day, they did not know me or anything about me. Out of all the stores, or people they could stop to chat with, it was us. How many people came and went through our store the past three days that we never did that with?.......Many, many. The town had been filled with tourists.

I cannot explain fully the intense emotions that came forth from somewhere deep inside myself. This man, and his wife, could have come into our store, purchased their goods and left, all of us never knowing that our paths had certainly crossed before.
So miraculous is the weaving of fate!

We exchanged stories for such a brief time, as they had to leave, and make the two hour drive back to the Springs. I had and still have so many questions.
He found out the dog he knew had been in the accident, and bolted after the crash, had been found. Also, that I had survived, for he never found out the outcome of either.
Just how do you thank someone who in the course of doing his daily job, helped to change your life forever? ( and also save it!)
They say they will be back in two weeks, oh how I hope so.

For one brief moment I could again see the weaving of lives and fate. What a wonderful artist the Creator is, moving us all as we need to be, and giving us the chance to "know" or not, by how we keep our spirit open to receive.

Thank you so much from this grateful heart. There is a reason this happened so hopefully there will be more to say about this encounter soon!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Monday Night and Thoughts of God

The words will come when they are meant to
Will come when you are near.
I will hear them in your whispers, silent whispers in my ear.

Quietly, you call to me,
I stop, and turn my head,
Somehow knowing what awaits my heart, to where I am being led.

I hear birds so sweetly singing, see a sky so dazzling blue.
Certain now my tomorrows will be dedicated only un to you.

You have opened up this grateful heart, to things both known and new.

Thoughts never acted on,
until that unexpected day
You bent down and you did whisper, You knew just what to say.

Finding out how much I can love
The person that I am,
was part of your gracious gift to me, part of your all knowing plan.

Going forward now with a peaceful heart, I can give that love to all.
Nothing I do escapes your seeing, all things both great and small.

Please take me where you want,
I will follow where you guide.
My heart an open vessel, where no doubts or fears might hide.

Somehow I have found these words,
and have finally found my voice.
It is to YOU and YOU alone, my heart does now rejoice.

You see into that heart,
what more is there to say?
With you inscribed inside it now, this child can never stray.

Thank you for my gifts,
. ..thank you for that very special day.

Friday, June 5, 2009

I don't know what is the greater frustration...wanting desperately to know what lies for us on the other side,....or having seen a glimpse of it and having to stay behind until being called once again to enter it's realm.

The tsunami is coming, I can feel it in my heart,.....I can hear the distant roar of the thundering mass,.........not water, but the universe,.... it will wash me away in it's awesome wonders.

My journey is only beginning.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I find I am like that of a small wide eyed child waiting for Christmas day to begin.
Each day is a new gift, a new present to open and share. So many magical gifts and miracles within each day.

Was I given a fresh new pair of eyes to see it all with?
I was given something, that is for sure.
Now I live my life in a state of constant gratitude.

So much love.