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I invite you now into a time of
gratitude, reflection, renewal and hope.

What an unearned blessing
to delight in the calming blue of these walls;
to hear the robin's song again at daybreak;
to feel the warmth in this room and
to enjoy the promise of summer almost upon us.
Each moment of wakefulness has so many gifts
that offer energy and delight.

Yet, too often they seem unavailable
as the weight of our troubles press down on us.
The threats to our well being, real or exaggerated,
feel like mosquitoes in the night looking for a place
to land.
Minds become captive to rising flood waters
forceful, murky, threatening and ominous.

Even in moments of great danger,
the direction of attention is a choice.
Fear can dominate the mind
binding it like a straitjacket.
Or love can unbind it and open it
to resource and opportunity.
The soil of the mind can be watered with kindness.
The thorns can be removed one by one
to allow another close enough
to appreciate the buds ready to flower.

Great possibilities await us
even if all we can see is the cliff before us.
The grandeur of life, of which we are a part,
scatters rainbows in every direction,
even as the deluge approaches.
Holding reality and possibility together
Is the holy hope filled work of humanity

If…we choose it, again and again, in love.

About the Author

Samuel A Trumbore

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