The Lady Prism: GRATEFULNESS FRIDAY

Friday, January 22, 2010

GRATEFULNESS FRIDAY

♥ Woke up to see the sun gently break light into the day. Misty cool air, sun soaked pink jasmines, prisms of light filtering through leaves, steamy coffee by my side, and the cacophony of bird tweets' surround my home. There is something so blessed about the day. ♥ I love January mornings! ♥

~ My FB Status Update

GRATEFULNESS FRIDAY

I must tell you, there were moments this week when I whirled around and saw what plainly needed to be fixed and bought and had. Within me dropped quivers of doubt, specks of sad and dots of hurt. Ah, but something now is different. For in spite of the brooding sentiments threatening to well over, I chose to breath, relax and refocus - not letting the fickleness of emotions to reign over! I chose happiness this week and will well end it with happy. This alone is something to be grateful for.

~ things and moments to be grateful for ~

Time alone in a coffee shop reading my current favorite book and taking notes.
Oh, and also for the pressed brewed coffee and prosciutto
The sweetness of my husband. His silly words and teasing and kisses.
I am grateful that he will be, finally, on his way home tonight!
The little shop that sells pretty clothes for a song! My new finds are lovely!
Friends who say I inspire!
Our new computer with its wide screen! So much easier to use than my small laptop!
My new Starbucks notebook!
My househelp. She makes my life so much easier!
My boys..always my boys.
And the little gift one of them gave me! So precious!
Not to forget, the inspiring blogs that lift me up!
These cool nights so perfect for cuddling!
and these pretty breezy January mornings we have been having!

~ Grateful for todays find:
About Porches - Between Naps on the Porch
How to make a "book wreath" by: Living With Lindsay

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rebeccaJanuary 22, 2010 at 11:45 PM
Roselle,

This post was so lovely. I loved and absorbed every single word. Sometimes it is so hard to find the 'happy' when sad but I think the key is to acknowledge our blessings and be grateful for them. It is the little things in life that makes all the difference and when we have them and become aware of them and acknowledge them, therein lies the change. I will have to come back and reread this again and again....sage words that fill the heart with much warmth. Blessings and love to you dear heart.....
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GlorV1January 23, 2010 at 4:09 AM
Hi Lady. I read your words as I listened to the wonderful music and it sounds to me like you are very happy in life. I really like your blog Lady Prism, that's why I always come back to read what you have to say. I like all the things you are grateful for. Enjoy your weekend. Take care.
gloria
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YayaOrchidJanuary 23, 2010 at 4:17 AM
OH! I'm so glad I stopped by! All the new things you have posted are absolutely beautiful! The music slice, and I so love the sidebar painting by Fernando Amorsolo! And your FB update is so inspiring. Wow, wow, wow! Thank you for sharing with us a little bit of your world.
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YayaOrchidJanuary 23, 2010 at 4:18 AM
P.S. I'm going to look for you in FB.
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beezee~beeJanuary 23, 2010 at 10:51 AM
you indeed inspire me and a lot of us here, my lady...more than you know it! :)

been thinking of you....have a good 2010 ahead dearie
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GuatyenJanuary 23, 2010 at 6:37 PM
the same morning i emailed my friend of my gratitude to life. i am indeed so thankful for all the wonderful joys in life and i felt FULL, if there is a themometer to measure joy... it would've burst over the tip! :D
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The Lady Prism

Simply somebody who enjoys the company of a few intimate souls. I love the sound of sunbeams and the soothing brush of the shore on a sandy pebbled beach.

I love the ripple of cascading rain and singing brooks. I love the fluttery dance of fireflies and funny crickets on a dewy night. I love the melody of sultry whispers in my ears.

I love the view of a blue moon rising and of the Orion's Belt and of a meteor shower. I love the taste and aroma of French Vanilla Coffee on a Sunday morning in bed. I love moist brownies, almonds and pecans.

But most of all I love the feel of love wrapped around my arms. Welcome to the prism in me!

Mindful

MINDFUL

Every day I see or hear somethingthat more or less kills mewith delight, that
leaves me like a needle in the haystackof light.
It was what I was born for -to
look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world -to instruct myself over
and over in joy, and acclamation.
Nor am I talkingabout the
exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant - but of the
ordinary, the common, the very drab, the daily presentations.
Oh, good
scholar, I say to myself, how can you help but grow wise with such teachings as
these -the untrimmable lightof the world, the ocean's shine, the prayers that
are made out of grass?
~ Mary Oliver

Leaves Of Grass

LEAVES OF GRASS

" This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun, and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men; go freely with the powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and mothers, of families:

read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life re-examine all you have been told at school or church, or in any books,

and dismiss whatever insults your soul. "

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

THE SUMMER DAY

Who made the worldWho made the swan, and the black bearWho made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--

the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyesNow she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.

I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.

Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?

Marriane Williamson ~ "A Woman's Worth"

* Beauty is an internal light, a spiritual radiance that all women have but most women hide, unconsciously denying its existence. What we do not claim remains invisible.....*

* The woman who is truly self-aware knows that her self is a light from beyond this world, a spiritual essence that has nothing to do with the physical world. Those of us who strongly believe in the reality of spirit are quickly invalidated by a worldly power system that senses within spiritual truth the seeds of its own destruction. For if we truly believed in an internal light, we would not believe in the power of external forces, and we would not be so easy to dominate and control. We would not be tempted to see hair and clothes and makeup as sources of so much of our self-esteem and the ideal beauty of a fashion model as a sign that we are not beautiful at all. *

Authenticity Is A Daily Practice!

Choosing authenticity means cultivating the courage to be imperfect, to set boundaries and to allow ourselves ourselves to be vulnerable, exercising the compassion that comes from knowing that we are all made from strength and struggle and connected to each other through a loving and resilient human spirit;nurturing the connection and sense of belonging that can only happen when we let go of what we are supposed to be and embrace who we are.

Authenticity demands WHOLEHEARTED living - even when it's hard, even when we're wrestling with the shame and fear of not being good enough, and especially when the joy is so intense that we're afraid to let ourselves feel it.

Mindfully practicing authenticity during our most soul searching struggles is how we invite GRACE, JOY and Gratitude into our lives. ♥ ~ Brene' Brown

Next Time

NEXT TIME

Next time what I'd do is look at the earth before saying anything. I'd stop
just before going into a houseand be an emperor for a minuteand listen better to
the wind or to the air being still.

When anyone talked to me, whether blame or praise or just passing time,I'd
watch the face, how the mouth has to work, and see any strain, any sign of what
lifted the voice.

And for all, I'd know more -- the earth bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over forest and water, and for every person the
body glowing inside the clothes like a light. ~ Mary Oliver

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