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Happy Autumn 🍁🍂🍁🍂

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With my arms wide open

I welcome the dawn

On the first

Of this

Autumn morn..

The sky lightens

The birds they sing

Welcoming the Equinox

And the changes it brings…

The trees dance on the breeze

As the sun begins to rise

Sky gets brighter

Morning has broken and

Autumn arrives…….

©lindamarie

#autumnequinox #hellofall #myfavoriteseason #godscreation #godpaintsabeautifulpicture 🙌🍂🍁🧡

Saturday Reflection

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And if I go , while you’re still here …
Know that I live on ,
Vibrating to a different measure
Behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
So you must have faith .
I wait for the time when we can soar
together again ,
Both aware of each other.
Until then , live your life to the fullest
And when you need me ,
Just whisper my name in your heart
… I will be there .

Emily Dickinson

Art by Kaye Parmenter

Happy New Years Eve 2019

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The hands of time

Tick tocking the moments away.

Soon,

The final chapter

Of this book will be written,

The last period put in place.

And the book will be closed.

Reflection will follow.

There were stormy seas

That pounded and tried to break me.

There were times of peaceful calm,

When all seemed right.

What I have found

On this journey,

Is that my life

Is/was somewhere in the middle.

The rough seas help make me stronger.

The calm revitalizes.

In the middle, I find a cohesiveness

That makes my life’s journey

Explicitly my own.

The book is closed now.

A new one ready to be written.

While I hold the pencil ( I like to have the ability to erase)

God will guide my hand

and help me turn the page,

Let the journey continue.

©linda_december

Happy New Years Eve Folks!! This gal is under the weather, so I’ll be snuggling in with meds, tissues and Philip 😻

There’s gonna be a whole lot of reflection going on, a decades worth 😳 as I say bye bye 2019 and hello 2020. It boggles my mind to think that 2020 will be the fourth full year that Jim isn’t here. So much change, growth, transformation has occurred in my life. The me-myself and I, I am today, is unrecognizable of who I was at the end of 2016. I know he’s proud if me. I’m proud of me.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. (2 Corinthians 5:17)