And So It is Today

Today’s not yesterday and it’s also not tomorrow, even though it seems we spend part of each day dwelling on those past and potential future events.

Perhaps it may be wise to live more in the ‘right now’ of things where we can and do effect, potentially many, of the events shaping our everyday lives.

“When all is said and done

what today we have begun

is the single thing

that tomorrow brings

through yesterday’s recall

those memories from us all.”~Plh

“Live long and prosper” ~ Spock, Starship Enterprise

With much affection,

Penny

I wish you well.

Remember The Wind…

I rarely reblog, but Seyi’s blog is wonderful and conveys all the love many of us have for Kim. Kim’s poem epitomizes who she was as a human being. All this so well worth sharing. Kimberly you are loved and missed.

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(Fly With The Wind KIM)

Yesterday, I found out about the passing of my friend, a prolific writer, and a wonderful poet,  Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria https://silentlyheardonce.wordpress.com/ and my heart broke into a million pieces. Kim fought a brave battle but has decided to rest. However, she has left us with several words of wisdom. While reading her poignant poem below, I felt a searing pain in my chest thinking of all the times I’ve wasted fighting needless battles, blocking the sun and escaping the breeze.

Three weeks ago I was wheeled out of the operating theatre after an emergency surgery, for a fleeting moment, the thought passed through my mind, ‘what if this is the end?’

All that’s going to change now. To celebrate her life, we need to ponder on now, this moment, we should imprint every memories so that when our time comes, we would have lived!

I think what Kim was trying to say is…

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When Writers Write

Spirals Of Life

 

I’m a writer.

You may have noticed this. The thing is, most of us who read are writers (more or less … sometimes way more and sometimes way less) and therefore …

When writers write (story tellers tell and/or people with opinions opine) the universe expands. No, truly it does! Each to our own uniquely individual way, we add to the collective consciousness existing in an ethereal part of the everything that isn’t understood – at all – but which nonetheless manifests itself somewhere within our imaginations, our thinking processes, our restless souls and/or the mysterious cosmos.

One of the primary reasons I find spirals fascinating is because it isn’t the (coined expression) ‘circle of life’ that brings renewal but the ‘ever occurring’ change brought about by spirals of life; expanding, growing, spiraling ever outward. We writers are a part of this – life’s glorious spiral effect. Fascinatingly so.

It is a wonderful thing, adding/sharing to freedom and universality of thought, word, expression and deed.

At least this particular writer believes so. Therefore, all your thinkers and writers, doers and believers … carry on. Creation is always a very good thing.

~Plh

Your Love Becomes You

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             “Self worth is said to be priceless. Both yours and mine. But it still remains a truth that the nature of our very being, shaping our conduct in everyday life, will ultimately determine the value of who we are/become. Therefore it follows that …

           … your love becomes you.” ~Plh

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Have the best week possible that you can, I wish you well!

with sincere affection,

~ Penny

Thank You For The Song You’re Singing

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Everyday wisdom is indeed hidden in plain sight, but it is humanity’s songs of life, each unique to an individual that points the way, often illuminating a hidden wisdom, revealing a greater understanding and awareness for many, and so …

” I thank each of you for the songs your singing. May you sing loud and strong in your life sharing wisdom and beauty with each beat of your heart.” ~ Plh

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Thank you for stopping by, Have the best weekend possible. I wish you well.

With sincere affection,

~ Penny

 

 

Darkness in the Light of Day

 

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In the still of every night

The stars may still be shining bright

But Darkness in the light of day

Makes hard to keep our fears away!

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I do not know from when to where

Cannot conceive how we can’t care.

What we’ve become to darken ways

darkening all tomorrows days.

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Where have gone the love and joy

for every single girl and boy.

STOP, stop no more I say

THIS, this is not the way.

Brothers, Sisters are we all

All together or we fall

and fall and fall

and fall and … fall!

~Plh, 2017