As I reside in the city, on whose economy is built on dinosaurs, I ponder and I court the muse (he/she has a fabulous boudoir) and my thoughts go to these things:

Did I?
Did I Heal a wounded heart?
Din I help a wounded soul?
Did I spread peace, hope, joy, love and acceptance?
Did I give someone a smile?
Or
Did I intentionally wreak havoc?
Did I intentionally create a huge conundrum of problems?
Did I intentionally share hatred instead of love?
What exactly did I do today?
Did I try to build someone up, or display an unmitigated arrogance and insensitivity to their needs?
Did I actually hear what they were saying or did I let it go in one ear and out the other?
What did I really do today?

As I ponder the propensities of life, I bat myself about the head and shoulders. I think to myself, in all hilarity, “Gee, I could have had a V8”! I think of one thing, the term acceptance and I order another cup of coffee and try to fathom the depths of acceptance.

How dare we, as a people, crave and ask for acceptance, when we individually look down on others and don’t accept them just as they are at the present moment. I think of the pomposity in the statement “Accept me just as I am” and yet we are not willing to accept all others, the same way, unconditionally!

I ponder on the many holy writings of the great and not so great, religious, spiritual and societal systems of our world and my mind explodes in a whirlwind of metaphorical thought.

Time is what keeps the light from reaching us. There is no greater obstacle to spiritual peace than time. Even the great Balducci Canopy in St. Peters does not compare to the canopy of the heavens themselves. “For the beauty of the skies, for the glory of the earth”!

Funny how things work out in life as we perceive it. As the beautiful angelic woman’s’ choir of the church I attend, in practice before service, sang the wonderful John Rutter arrangement of this wonderful hymn of faith and love, memories combined with the sounds and I was moved to joyous tears. I had to leave the sanctuary and go outside to the garden, my place of solitude and peace, in this chaotic and frenzied city.

Be still and feel the presence of your higher power. What a wonderful and devout worship of the wonderful things that surround us, all the gracious gifts we are given and most of the time take for granted.

For right now, I am extremely happy with my life and everything that it consists of. Everything in my life has led me to this precise moment in time.

I know that tomorrow will be great, but I don’t think about that now, because tomorrow is another day….thank you Scarlet O’Hara for that wonderful inspiration…and I am right here in the presence of my wonderful life.

Thank You for this moment…