Irish Christmas Blessing

Deep Peace of the shining stars to you.

Deep Peace of the quiet earth to you.

Deep Peace of the son of peace to you,

this Christmas and all through the year.

Irish Christmas Blessing.

Poem – I Am Not Dead.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

For I’m not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;

I am diamond glints of snow;

I am sunlight on ripened grain;

I am the gentle autumn’s rain;

When you awaken in the morning’s hush;

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds encircled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.

Some people could be given an entire field of roses and only see the thorns in it.

Others could be given a single weed and only see the wildflower in it.

Perception is a key component to gratitude

and gratitude a key component to joy.

Amy Weatherly.

Diplomacy is the art of winning without having the other person lose. —Anon

Feature photo: Willunga Almond blossoms (c) M.E. Trudinger circa 1985

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening

when you’d have preferred to talk.

Photo: Desert Springtime. (c) Sam Gross, circa, 1950