Breathing in the Garden


There was a poem I read today in a book The Seven Whispers. The poem is by Susan Litwak
Tonight Everyone in the World is Dreaming the Same Dream
Each person lies in their bed, restless
calling an unknown name.
An angel comes to each and every one
and says: "Choose one hand," its own hands
shimmering behind its back
"In the right is life, in the left
death, called emptiness." At that moment
sobs are heard all over the earth,
and in the heavenly spheres
a rain of tears.
In the dream I am weeping,
For the angel has no hands,
only wings; and each person gazes
at their own palms, purified and glowing
One hand holds a spark, the other
a dry coal. Each person
spreads their wings.
The earth is created, and moves us
on our journey
toward remembering.
I read this after posting for Mixed Media Memoirs. I bought this book for my mom for her birthday and she sent it back to me along with The Artist's Way. When I told her I wanted to get back into journaling, she sent me a package within a few days.
I have a few friends that have been reading my blogs, their emails are very uplifting. One that I have not written about, which I will on Sunday, asked for the link again. She is a sweet soul and all of the emails I have been getting from my friends are wonderful and motivating.
I have to move forward and get out the door today..but for now, please be good to yourselves and take time to do things that you love....because you will love yourself more when you do....
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