May you be free from fear... May you be free from desire...
May you be blessed with acceptance... May you be blessed with joy...
May you be blessed with acceptance... May you be blessed with joy...
![]() I just looked up synonyms for gratitude and grace appeared. It wouldn't have occurred to me but it fits I suppose. A blizzard is raging outside... a "Nor'easter" apparently. From my perspective it looks so harmless, at least at this early morning hour. I've made arrangements and taken precautions... everyone is home today... everything was cancelled last evening based on the TV screen real estate consumed by closure notices. The Jeep, Beauty in Blue, is parked facing the street so I can smash merrily through the snow drift at the end of driveway - head first! Only a couple inches of the predicted 24 has fallen so far. I'll need to wait a while to let the snow drift at the street develop properly before I head out... =) I digress I'm cozy... somehow cozier due to the weather. Sitting on my favorite stool at the beautiful stone kitchen island and sipping a bit of Starbucks Christmas blend coffee that carefully hoarded. NPR's morning edition is done and I've switched to a nice Pandora shuffle... the song playing? "Blessed" by Brett Dennen. (NO SHIT folks!!) "Blessed is this life. I'm going to celebrate being a live." I totally love it when this sort of thing happens! NO KIDDING... so I know I'm on the right track/tact/path when the "random" things support me. Anyway... I digress AGAIN! Grace... beauty - decency - dignity - ease - balance - consideration - tact - poise - agility Maybe that will be my right wrist tattoo... what a beautiful, wonderful, magical word! Guess what's playing now? "By The Grace of the Sea" Dan Gibson... NICE! I'm free. I'm healthy. I'm aware. I'm loved unconditionally. I have resources and abundance of all sorts. My cup runneth over! I am living in gratitude but occasionally it swoops in and requires additional acknowledgement. Some mornings it actually brings me to tears. Perhaps there's a poem? Let's listen and see... GRACE The context shifts The background noise mutates Something breezy Floats by in the corner Of your eye No rush to identify Only peacefully gaze Forward looking Ice picks and needles fire and ice something punctures heats and cools pathways appear where none were possible Just as I dreamed there's magic hidden lightly lying only there... the cover slips shimmering transparent Always there unseen travelling behind - beside above - below Welcome! And THANK YOU! Comments are closed.
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Laurie Anne McCauleyDid that make you feel better? Intro
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on. LA McCauley Archives
November 2022
Fibber McGee's closet!
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