For You, I Wish the Intangible




I see the lights outside eager homes. I hear the music play throughout department store walls and there is an excitement on the children’s faces that remind us another year has passed. It is holiday season once more. A time to celebrate, to express love and kindness… Our country is at war, politicians launch battles against one another, and parents can’t leave children outside to play. These tragedies I speak of do not remove my holiday spirit, they guide it. They give me vision of what I should celebrate, how I should love and what to share. As I inscribe this Wish, I know I could address it to most, for life’s walk challenges us all. It is the holidays. I have been programmed to give you something I can wrap, something with a bow but my heart searches elsewhere. I want to give you love but I do not know how to wrap it. I want to give you respect but could not find a box big enough. I want to give you my trust but I do not think the mail carrier could carry it all… I wish for you those things you can not touch. I wish you freedom from anxieties, loneliness, and pains of the heart. I wish you the miracles gone unseen as roses blossom in backyards, winter becomes spring again and again and the sun rises to warm you each and every morning... If this holiday season I could give you anything I would wrap your fears, your tears and hold them far from your reach. I would give you enough loyalty to erase your betrayals and any sadness… This holiday season I will wrap you a gift, but “I love you” is what I mean to give.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Today's Wish quote


For You, I Wish Self Love
It patiently awaits you like spring yearning to birth through a winter’s frost. It has always been there and always will be. The fortunate will discover it quickly but others may resist it feeling undeserving, some may go a lifetime in absence of its glory. Nevertheless, it is there within us all. A time, a moment, when we simply let go and love ourselves. We forgive our faults, accept our limitations and stop looking for inadequacies within. A realization that makes self doubt appear uninteresting, almost indulgent as we recognize we are worthy of the same respect we give others. This moment may come to you in beauty like a morning bird waking the forest with song. Yet, it may come in thunder when you desperately need love and the only one capable of delivering it is you. Allow the moment, know it is waiting. No matter how long or harsh the winter blows spring always appears. Believe that within you, no matter how harsh your self-doubt, lies a spring of self love yearning to birth. For you, I wish self love.
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