lördag 5 maj 2012
18. Heart´s song
And then there are days when everything you dreamed of comes through and just a little more. Of course, I am not going to leave you with it. Already this morning I have decided that the point to be thankful for today will be music, experience of singing and hearing a song of the heart. It was simple, I knew I was going to be doing that during the afternoon. In this regard I have gotten today more then I really ever dreamt of I would and my heart is happy and filled with the song. I am so very happy that my heart dances inside so my steps are turning into dance. But there were even more gifts.
A few incredibly wonderful people around me. Rather few wonderful children that I shortly worked with. And then time spent where I feel most at home and place where I feel absolutely happy to the degree very few places can come even close to, sea side being one such place on the account of being what I would call the sanctum sanctorum of the creation. Doing what I really feel makes most sense doing, simply worshiping the Creator is an act of giving that always ends up feeling as if it is me that is receiving, me that is being filled. Another touch of dancing in my step and a smile in my heart after it.
Then, more wonderful people around me, sitting in the car, singing a prayer, an ancient chant. Singing children and a beautiful, beautiful moon. Whole day feels like a gift, wrapped with a golden shine, a touch of amazing gentlness. Oh, yes, some morning reading, writings of a friend, inspiration, I guess I could go on for awhile counting. I expected rather little of this day and sitting here now I am taken by all I have gotten home with at the end of it. Tonight at last minutes of my work I stood there thinking how will I ever be able to give back even the smallest thank you for it all. But greateful I am and thank you I say, hoping it means a bit.
There was one more thing, rather odd and misplaced in this accounts that made me happy today. When I was walking to the car I passed by our neighbours door, open, and from inside I could hear lound, and of course gypsy, music. I do get moved with it, although it was not what I was about today, but it touched me, even shortly and it made me smile. So, for that little touch I give thanks too.
But I hope and pray that I will be given many more days like today, many more evenings of song and worship, which really means happiness and peace. So, thank you, for the past, for today and for the future and gifts it brings. And I shall hope it will bring this kind of happiness and peace to others too.
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