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12 Days of Mary Meditations #5

Wish on a haiku
float through a window of love
greet hearts in mid air...

My window reflecting in the Christmas bauble.
Yesterday was a day of creative flow, I captured the mood and reflections...
The news of Mandela's death became all the more poignant after losing our dear Joe,
both great men in their own right, sharing a loving and giving spirit,
so I honour this week by using my window of time to share
the same message. Peace

Sharing with:
Recuerda mi Corazon


The simple message of peace is the most important message of all.
I didn't know either man personally but I certainly admired both of them and I'm sure they would appreciate your message of peace in their honour.
Anonymous said…
Lovely haiku for 'Our Lady' ~ blessings and thanks, carol, xxx
Stephanie said…
Lovely Sue, yes...I have been a bit numb with the news of losing Joe, he touched so many with is wit and wisdom. What a legacy Mandela left, what an incredible human being.

Kim Mailhot said…
I am missing Joe and I am also so grateful for the loving gifts that he brought with every connection I had with him.
Joining you in the prayers for peace, dear One !
Anonymous said…
Great men both. How true.
Priti Lisa said…
This photo! my new favorite!
and the haiku,
it is all so magical.
never give up the wish for peace...that's the message, isn't it? ♥ ♥
foxysue said…
It sure is Lisa and thank you for this lovely comment....x
Dearest Sue,
I had just been reflecting on Mandela's death this morning--it's deep significance--the end of an era, but more importantly, the weight and value of a soul that touched the lives of so many across the globe and brought Justice after 27 years imprisonment to a country built on a system of racial and ethnic apartheid. Joe, more than many men I know would have been the first to stand strong with "Mandiba". He would have sat in a sweat lodge with him around a sacred fire. Joe was a man who understood political hypocrisy. He was also a man who wanted to be of great help and to offer what he could to anyone who needed it. In that way, he and Mandela were similar. Both men of heart and spirit. Lovely post.
Noelle x
Anonymous said…
Another facet of Bogereau's famous painting in your Christmas bauble. RIP Nelson Mandela and Joe Spado.
Lea said…
Thank you Sue, for these words and this beautiful image. Peace and beauty emanates from your haiku. Much love to you... XO
Marit said…
Peace right back to you Susan... and I like to think that Joe and Nelson have a drink together, talking and sharing their experiences and thoughts. Joe's spirit will always be among us on Fridays.

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