A Prayer without an Ending or a Beginning—Sunday, September 1, 2019

I seemed to have reached a point of ‘understanding’ in my life

I think it is the place we (as humans) have always meant to be

Where we finally realize…just like we ‘knew’ when we freshly arrived into this world of ours

That each day gives you meaning.  You need to do more than exist, to never take fortune (luck) for granted

That our lives, each and every one of us, is the prayer — the consequence of being alive

Then by the time elderly age is a reality, the human mind realizes the profoundly magical is made up of the very glorious ordinary moments of a very common day.

Once that is understood, the elderly feel like being — grand, extraordinary, marvelous, terrific, wonderful, tremendous, open to experiences and the excitement of being alive!

(From Pinterest)

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

14 thoughts on “A Prayer without an Ending or a Beginning—Sunday, September 1, 2019

  1. I think I’ve always felt that way, it’s just things come up and before you know it…
    It’s hard to control things.
    Happy September! Your table looks beautiful, very fall! If it’s an Indian Summer, I am okay with that. But not the “w” word yet. I have travelling & painting yet to do.

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  2. I am 10 years older than you and am excited for the move and new life adventure. New places to see and people to meet. Face straight into the wind and wearing purple!

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