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And still ...


Still, grey, dank and damp
Still sadness shrouds my being
Still I choose gratitude


As I look out upon the morning my day starts grey, my window on the world is a blend of grey tinged with light, I could paint the day colourful by means of words and images for I am able to that and sometimes painting happy is the right thing to do but for today I'm lingering in grey because I feel this is the best way to express my sadness for the world and myself... This on-line space allows for that, for authenticity, the freedom of revealing those grey vulnerable moments, valuing life as surging from and encompassing all of the different shades, for this I am grateful. I am also grateful for gratitude itself, it is a 'friend' and as another friend said it is 'buoying' to the soul.  Choosing the practice of gratitude allows for the light to rise again spontaneously and naturally giving way to colour.  

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Comments

Anonymous said…
This is so eloquently said...thank you. Sadness and anger also shrouds my being too...
20 November 2015 at 13:46
Reading Pleasure said…
How wonderful when we all choose gratitude! Beautifully written.
20 November 2015 at 17:02
Lea said…
In this sadness... there is so much space... the beauty of your poignant words, the magic of your grey photos stir my heart... and I breathe into your sharing and find myself transported. Thank you dear Sue, now and always. XO
20 November 2015 at 18:29
gma said…
Being thankful for all things even sadness & "grey" puts us in a state of grace.
20 November 2015 at 18:41
carol l mckenna said…
Enlightened and creative woman ~ all creatively expressed so well!

Happy Weekend to you,
artmusedog and carol
20 November 2015 at 22:41
Mystic Meandering said…
Oh, yes, I know this rhythm of sadness too... You embrace it so well... I especially love the second photo. It captures the essence of sadness for me, yet there is something welcoming about it, something accepting in it. And, I see a bright white heart in the first photo sitting in the crook of the tree branch... Even in the shadows of sadness the heart is still there :) Hugs...
21 November 2015 at 09:12
J C said…
This is powerful, and very well expressed both in pictures and words.
22 November 2015 at 15:19
rebecca said…
my darling, i cannot believe it has been one year since we all gathered to share our mary love. welcome december-and an invitation to share the light of twelve days of mary! i would love to walk these days beside you. xo
2 December 2015 at 03:05
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