ONE SMALL SEED OF HUMBLE GRACE PROMOTES SPIRITUAL GROWTH

“—With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone it is dead. But you can't start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead. It's like quicksand...hopeless from the start. A story, a picture, can renew sensation a little, but not enough, not enough. Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as I do. And she is dead. I am the present, but I know I, too, will pass. The high moments, the burning flash, come and are gone, continuous quicksand. And I don't want to die.”

 

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

 

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IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES – RONAN KEATING

 

Live in the present

forgive the past

but do not forget

learn the lessons it gifted to you

move ever forward into the light

of new horizons beckoning

do not look over your shoulder

lest you see the shadows of your former self

clinging to you like dark harbingers of doom

like crows picking at a carcass

stretching out your skin and feasting at an open wound

shed them as a tree in Winter sheds it's leaves

bare yourself to the bone; let your inner core ring true

silhouetted against the sky; stand tall

cast doubts to the four winds and with as many seasons

count your blessings and give thanks for all

you are still here

there is still time to make a difference

it may seem strange to say but what I want

is not to be singled out or highlighted in a hall of dubious fame

but what I wish is to go largely unnoticed beneath the radar

to walk among you with reticence mostly

when I have nothing much to say

and innermost thoughts serve better those around me

or scribe profound messages from time to time

that lift the hearts of those

for whom such words are well-intended

I wish to be small and still and quieter than a mouse

devoted to my art and music and poetry and life itself

in short I wish to clean my house albeit in part metaphorically

possessions of any kind stifle the creativity that lies within me

over-familiarity may breed contempt

or leave us temporarily blind

we come into this life with no expectations

we often leave it with such deep regrets

I want to leave it better than I found it

having enriched the earth and nature and people that I met

of course I am flawed by all the human frailties

that are common to us all

and so I set myself up to fail again and again and again and fall

but surely it is worth the risk of failure

if I can grow with each experience and overcome the pain

for in doing what is always easy

nothing can ever be changed or learned or gained

it is in doing the seemingly impossible

leaving nothing out; no stone unturned

and living life as fully as we can however much remains.

 

I wish you all a very Happy and Healthy New Year.

May all your wishes be fulfilled.

 

“So tell that someone that you love

Just what you're thinking of

If tomorrow never comes.”

 

- Ronan Keating, If Tomorrow Never Comes

 

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