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World peace mediataion

World Peace Meditation  Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth; lead me from despair to hope, from fear to trust; lead me from hate to love, from war to peace. Let peace fill our heart, our world, our universe..................peace peace peace.

Peace meditation!

BELOVED SPIRIT of ALL Please move in our hearts and minds so that we may now love, understand, and appreciate one another person to person, nation to nation, race to race, and religion to religion — here in our local communities and throughout the world.

Bubbles -Donna Scraggs

 BUBBLES Bubbles for my inner child, How a squidgy round bubble has the power to turn back time for me,  to make me smile.  Within these bubbles the years pass me by.  Blowing the liquid from the plastic wand with the anticipation to what will happen next,  will these be big bubbles or small or if any at all.  From a puff of breath many transparent bubbles are formed.  Floating delicately in the air without a care, without direction, just the freedom to float in the air.  Trying to chase them to catch them in your hand. POP!  there life span is very short lived, but with another dip then the magic begins once again. August 2014

Gloom and sunshine

This week has been very hard emotionally and physically- my arms continue to feel very sore , I have had chiropractic treatment and three out of six massages- and I know I am progressing slowly. I feel frustrated because I can't do all the things I want to to-especially in the garden, moving pots re potting plants. I have to change John's bed more often and on a bad day that is sore on my arms.Lots of things are difficult,  John has not been great, he has more pain, and the new medication while helpful, makes him so tired, and I am not sure the treatment for the side effects of the medication is helping just yet. I feel quite down about it all- I don't know if this is the beginning of the end, it might be.This last two years has taken it's toll on me. I can see it in my face sometimes. I am fighting tears a lot when I look at John dosing in bed, or fast asleep. He looks so pale sometimes  and I catch glimpses of what he looked like when he was in hospital. I am h...