Here on My Orange Stool

                               

Here

I sit on my orange stool

Johann Strauss filling the air around me

Letting go of bitterness 

revealed in last night's dream,

formed in past hurts

I won't write of this

for it has 

       taken

            wing

         lifted by angels on the wind.

Here 

I sit on my orange stool

loving the feel of possibility

wrapped in hope

Friends in trouble, 

burdens 

 dance 

swirling around me.

I close my eyes.

I watch Pam as she dances 

 He sets her feet on a rock, high.

I watch Melissa broken

 He dries her tears gently 

extending His hand

 an invitation.

I watch with joy

He approaches me

I place my hand in His

rise from orange stool

float around the room

moving beautiful

wings open

music, joy, hope

 we are one.

Here

on my orange stool.

#100 Happy Days with Intention

I've missed you dear Blog :), but I haven't given up. 

Today I am beginning 100 Happy Days. According to their website, 71% have started and dropped out. I will post daily on Instagram and occasionally comment over here.

My words of intention this week:

Listen

WholeHearted

Intentional

I am listening to myself talk and its not pretty. Oh, I'm not swearing or putting anyone down.  How easy it is to focus on problems rather than potential and promises! 

I am gathering resources. My scripture memory cards, Joyce Meyer's Cds Me and My Big Mouth," Joel Osteen's new book I Declare and the Jabez Prayer.

What started all this? 

A seed was planted when I watched Oprah's LifeClass with Joel Osteen. Something stirred within me so I bought the book when I went to Bangor last week.

During the three hour drive to Bangor, I listened to a set of CDs  by Kenneth Copeland on choosing your words. All of the sudden, I started listening to what I was saying about every day life.

I was stunned!

When did I get so slack about my words? I need to be intentional in what I say. 

This is going to take some work but I am beginning and what better pairing than to begin with 100 Happy Days at the same time.

Want to work on your words or intentions or happy days photos? Join me. Let's keep each other accountable. Drop a comment and let me know or connect with me over on Instagram - Artsyfaithchic.

Spring's Arrival, Moving Forward, and Mother's Day Blessings

Tiny purple blossoms made their way up through the cold ground, barely free of snow.  Its true! Spring has finally come to northern Maine. The sun shone as I took my first walk outdoors, but my ears were stinging from the bite of the wind. This past week, I raked a small patch of ground, dug out a few camper blankets,  and bought a clothesline rope. Yay!

Hubby and I helped our daughter and her family move into a new home last weekend. I am grateful beyond words for new beginnings. How is Lily doing with the move? I took the photo above on the first night in their new home.

Today I got a Mother's Day package in the mail from my daughter. The gift brought tears to my eyes. There was Liz Lamoreaux's poetry collection book and a sea bracelet that reminds me of Ann Morrow Lindberg's book "Gifts from the Sea", which my daughter gave to me years ago.

Happy Mother's Day from one blessed woman.