We cycle onward, endlessly.
Indifferent, bad, and sometimes good.
Evolving, we’re becoming free,
Realizing where we’ve always stood.
18 words for
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/08/29/weekend-writing-prompt-172-endless/
Category Archives: Law of Attraction
What Kind of Tokens? #Writephoto #Music
Play or download this song with lyre accompaniment.
1. What kind of tokens do you leave?
What’s your special mark,
And what will be your legacy?
Every moment you share,
Though you may not be aware.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you leave throughout your life?
2. What kind of tokens do you share?
What do they remember?
Will it be your love and care?
Every moment you live,
There is something that you give.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you share throughout your life?
3. What kind of tokens do you hold?
Are they beneficial,
Or the thoughts that leave you cold?
Every moment you exist,
Life is made of consciousness.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you hold throughout your life?
Every moment you exist,
Life is made of consciousness.
Consider: What kind of tokens do you hold throughout your life?
Merry-go-round
On ukulele
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For Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Tokens.
Rounding the Bend #SixSentenceStories
I don’t remember the first bend I encountered on my journey through life. But I’m sure that whatever it was, some people thought I should take it, and others discouraged the idea. They say that history repeats itself, and I’ve found this to be true. No matter what we face in life, everyone has an opinion and will express it, if given even the whisper of a chance. However, it’s your own opinion, your sense, your knowing, your desire that is most important. Remember: It’s your choice which corners you turn, because it’s your life!
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My response to this week’s
Six Sentence Story Thursday Link Up, Bend.
This is my first time participating, and I like the idea of a story so concisely written that it needs only 6 sentences. Here are this week’s stories from two of my blogging friends that inspired me to participate:
Abbie Johnson Taylor
Frank Hubeny.
Inevitable Impact #Poem
Play or download the poem with lyre accompaniment.
Often a teacher will hear after years
How they helped a student with knowledge and cheer.
While parents are parenting, thankless it seems,
But they give their little ones great self-esteem.
It’s not only people enjoying their work,
But every soul living a life on this earth
Who leaves unique marks on our wonderful world:
You’re having an impact as moments unfurl,
Inevitable, choices changing our world!
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67 words for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt,
Impact!
New Moon Prayer #Writephoto #Music
A song with the silvery sound of the zither.
Lyrics
Crescent moon,
Shining through the golden break of dawn.
Crescent moon,
Lighting every tender dream begun.
Teach me to know the nature of flowing life;
Living and real, the dreams that I feel inside.
Crescent moon,
Shining through the shadows of the trees.
Crescent moon,
Lighting up the path that’s right for me.
My intuition gives me a mission sure;
Help me to live the part I am given ever more!
Crescent moon,
Shining through the golden break of dawn.
Crescent moon,
Lighting every tender dream begun.
Crescent moon.
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For Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Crescent.
Jostling Jars #Poem
It’s a jostling, juggling junk drawer of jars,
This magical maze of the mind that is ours!
We’re choosing illusions, tallying tricks,
Performing and playing, proving we’re IT.
When the clamoring clatter does blessedly break,
We treasure the Truth, forgoing what’s fake.
42 words for Sammi’s weekend writing prompt at
Little Boat #Writephoto #Music
Song on lyre.
1. My body is a little boat
That sails the raging seas,
Where illness, tension, pain and stress
Can get the best of me.
But Spirit guides my little boat
To everything I need.
2. My mind, it is a little boat
That sails a clouded sky.
When darkness falls, I see my fears
That vanish in the Light.
And Spirit guides my little boat
Through every stormy night.
3. My soul, it is a little boat
That sails eternally.
When I forget in trials deep,
To live my destiny,
The Spirit guides my little boat,
And I return to peace.
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Apparently it’s boat week around here, as I’ve posted
The Skye Boat Song
and
The Arran Boat
already this week. 🙂
This third boat post is my response to
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto Prompt, Clouded.
The Arran Boat #Music #WDIIA
Yesterday I had every intention of creating and submitting a (hopefully musical) entry for the Weekly Photo Prompt from Sue at
Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.
It’s become such an inspiration and positive routine for me that I start looking forward to it on Tuesday!
Well, as the saying goes, “Crystal plans, God laughs!” I was hit with a migraine last night that did not let up, didn’t sleep well, and then awoke to find the migraine turned to a full-blown thing, nausea and all. I’ll spare you the details, except to say that even walking and eating were extremely difficult. I do have chronic pain of other kinds, every day, but don’t get migraines like that very often. Suffice it to say that when I do, it is not fun! In fact, it’s debilitating!
This ruined my day and other things I had planned, ruined my husband’s plans, and had us worried for a while. I can still feel dull pounding (Is there really such a thing?) in my temples, but I bring you “The Arran Boat (Song)” for a reason.
The reason is harp therapy, or zither therapy, in this case. This traditional Scottish tune, first published in the 1880s, is often used as a calming, grounding piece. I’d been meaning to learn it for some time, and started practicing and arranging it a few days ago. This evening, after the pain subsided enough to think, I picked up little
Ripply,
my 2-3 LB. zither/lap harp, and played this piece while I was laying down. On my back with my head propped on pillows and my knees up, I propped the zither against my thighs. I played the piece a few times before recording it and was surprised, though I shouldn’t have been, to find how comforting it was.
I share “The Arran Boat” or “Highland Boat Song” with you now in hopes that it will calm, comfort, and ground you as well!
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For Linda G. Hill’s
What Day Is It Anyway? #WDIIA
Pink Flamingo #Writephoto #Poem
When reality is an illusion,
And you’re fretting and full of confusion…
Simply take a deep breath,
Go deep into yourself
Where the Light gives you calm and conclusions!
Pink Flamingo
On Ukulele
I wrote this song 4 years ago. It was inspired by an inflatable flamingo my parents had in their pool, and something my nephew said about hiding sins. It has nothing to do with this week’s photo, but just the word “fantasy” in Sue Vincent’s
Thursday #Writephoto Prompt, Fantasy.
This is the closest thing I’ve had to a hit song so far. It was much requested when I performed at nursing homes, rehab centers, etc, and a few listeners would sing the refrain! What an honor for a songwriter! 🙂
Send the Light #Music
Charles H. Gabriel wrote this hymn in 1890. The melody is a tune he entitled “Mccabe.” With its march tempo and evangelical lyrics, “Send the Light” is one of the most popular missionary hymns of all time.
Personally, I marched down the church aisle as a child, singing what lyrics I knew with the rest of the congregation, during the Alabaster Offering. Alabaster is an offering specifically designated for building mission churches around the world and is participated in by many traditional Christian denominations. I don’t mind admitting that as a 3-5-year-old, it was more of a play break from the usual order of service. 🙂
As time passed, I, too, had an Alabaster Box containing whatever change I had to contribute. I put my little box inside the one shaped like a church building and marched back down the aisle to one of the 2 back pews that my parents, grandparents, siblings and I filled to capacity.
Besides the marching, the most memorable part were our pastor and a young man who played trumpets, and the 2 ladies who played piano and organ. Needless to say, the semiannual Alabaster Offering became a treat of sorts, that I still remember many years later.
I’ve come to realize that “Send the Light” is not all about money. It’s about sharing whatever you do, whatever you have (your time, talent, and treasure), and above all, whatever you are. It’s not for their conversion to your belief system, but for the love of other people. We are all God’s creations, whether we want to admit it or not. Because God loves each and every one of us equally, the same Presence within us can help us love ourselves and others as much, if we invoke the Spirit of Healing and Love to work through us.
I hope you enjoy hearing this hymn on lyre! More importantly, I pray you send your own light to those you know, those you love, and those you haven’t met yet! We are all eternally connected in the Light of God, and that will never change!
Mystical Strings 
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