Happy Wednesday 😋
I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.C. JoyBell C.
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Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
Another head trip. Try spreading your wings on a zip line or a hang glider or a parasail. Try downhill skiing. Try a new job. Try going on a date. Try a new subject to write about. Try a new boyfriend. Try a new sport. Try something besides a cup of coffee and reading that stuff. There’s more to mental health than adjusting what’s between your ears. Drink the coffee, read the poem, then start your day. Get off your dead ass.
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