Yet more in common!

Today marks the 3-year anniversary of the brutal murder of the Member of Parliament, Jo Cox, by someone who was offended by her views. You can read my original post from back then, which includes a lovely poem about diversity, here.

#moreincommon

Let’s not despair at the gladiatorial style politics displayed by many of our world leaders; instead, let’s give hope to others by our example of understanding and compassion.

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Let’s not look for differences to be suspicious about; rather, let’s seek out what we have in common and celebrate that!

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Let’s never doubt that the ordinary man and woman can make a difference. If we choose to change the way we relate to every person we meet in person, see on television or read about in the media, we can effect great change. For we are all interrelated on this third rock from the sun and every thought, word and action affects those around us. Let’s make positive choices therefore to always see that we have #moreincommon.

Be the change you want to see in the world.

🌿 Mahatma Gandhi

Much love, Anita. 😀

The town mouse and the country mouse

‘Once upon a time’ in a children’s magazine of years gone by, lived a town mouse and her cousin, the country mouse.  The magazine often featured their adventures arising chiefly from their different cultures and views on the world.  I was reminded of this dichotomy (my big word for the day! I’m going to use it all day!) recently during our week’s holiday at the seaside, when I discovered something interesting about myself. Continue reading

Nostalgia and Love

 

What if our four-year old self knew what was ahead of us!  Would we still make the same choices, do the same things?  Or would knowledge of what was to come dampen our enthusiasm for being a daredevil, or indeed encourage us to jump outside the box from time to time and do crazy things? Continue reading

Trusted friend and guide

Do you have a friend whose advice you trust implicitly?  Are they on the physical or spiritual plane?  For some, this friend may be what they call their guardian angel; for others, it may be God; for others still it may be a friend with whom they have almost a psychic link.   Whichever meaning you give to “trusted friend and guide”, my hope today is that you may continue to be guided by their intuition, wisdom and love in everything you do!   Enjoy my poem.  Much love, Anita.

Angel by my Side

When I stop doing and sit quietly
just being, I feel you by my side
trusted friend and guide.

Towering over me
your wings enfolding me
in a loving embrace
as a parent to a child.

My scalp tickles at your touch
causing smiles of surrender
all over this body.

Such benevolence! Such grace!
Your breath pours over me
soothing my muscles
loosening my joints
quietening the mind
unlocking the soul.

May your light flow through me
sending healing to all.
Give me strength to work with you
in service to all.
Be by my side always
to catch me when I fall.

The Siren’s Call

How many of us hear the call home?  How many of us stop and listen, to hear if God is speaking to us in the silence, in the peace, in our growing intuition?  Take a few moments now to read my beautiful poem, The Siren’s Call, which was published on the Women’s Spiritual Poetry blog.  Click on the image below to read the poem (you can also watch and listen to the video version)!  I hope you find your own “quiet beacon through the fog“.  Blessings, Anita. ❤

The Siren’s Call