Reflections – Friday, July 8, 2016

Carol A. Hand

Even as storm clouds circle round
a song runs through my mind
reminding me of other times
when ordinary miracles abound

puddle 2 2016

Clouds reflected in a muddy puddle

How can it be that we let children suffer and die
or harm others and our earth out of mindless fear and heartless greed
when beauty and abundance surround us?
With a heavy heart, I choose to love and sing even as I cry…

June moon

Mid-Morning Moon in June

I think of unexpected gifts that have come my way.
Clouds reflected in muddy puddles
or moonlight high in the morning sky
I join in song about the circle of life as I greet another stormy day…

 

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About Carol A. Hand

What matters are not the titles I’ve held or university degrees I earned or the size of a house or bank account. It’s really what I’ve learned from ordinary people like me whom I’ve met along the way. They taught me to live with gratitude and give thanks for each new day.
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16 Responses to Reflections – Friday, July 8, 2016

  1. sojourner says:

    “How can it be that we let children suffer and die
    or harm others and our earth out of mindless fear and heartless greed
    when beauty and abundance surround us?
    With a heavy heart, I choose to love and sing even as I cry…”

    “Questions of a thousand dreams…” (CSNY)

    At the end of the day, my questions always come down one-syllable words: Why? How? When?

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  2. Sha'Tara says:

    You have a beautiful, gentle spirit, Carol.

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  3. Bernadette says:

    When the news is terrible, we more than ever need to keep looking for the beautiful.

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  4. Thanks for “Happiness Runs.” Haven’t thought about that song in about 40 years. I learned it with a fourth part: “Why-oh? Be-cause.” Funny. Hard to imagine any group of adults doing this so compliantly, now. Sigh.

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    • Thank you for sharing your delightful memories, Sally. (I chose this video of the song because I found it funny and charming in an innocent, almost “corny” way. Sometimes, I miss those days…)

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  5. Lovely poem. Inspired by the time with your granddaughter, yes? I’ve often felt this too as my children admire the little things, like colors in a leaf, or a fuzzy caterpillar.

    Of course, then my son tries to squish the caterpillar.

    It’s a tough job, teaching a young mind to love the world. Sounds like you’re well on your way with your granddaughter. 🙂

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    • Thank you for your lovely comments and for sharing your experiences, Jean. Children do help us remember to be present in the moment. (And maybe they’re the ones who teach us to love the world because they’re part of it?)

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  6. There are always bad things happening, but there are also always good things happening. That’s just the nature of this world of good and evil. Love your thoughts here. 🙂 ❤

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  7. smilecalm says:

    a lovely poem
    that goes around
    in a circular motion, Carol 🙂

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