Being and Breathing Peace

Hello Beauties, 

Happy International Day of Peace! When I was a little girl one of the songs we learned at school went like this..

Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
The peace that was meant to be.
With God as our father
Brothers all are we.
Let me walk with my brother
In perfect harmony.

Let peace begin with me
Let this be the moment now.
With every step i take
Let this be my solemn vow.
To take each moment
And live each moment
With peace eternally.
Let ther be peace on earth,
And let it begin with me.

I can still remember holding hands with the other kidlets as the pale winter sunlight shone through the brownstone’s dirty single pane windows, and feeling a sense of belonging and happiness as we sang .  Gender and personal pronouns aside, I still get chills if I let myself really feel the meaning of the song’s words.
So on this first day of Autumn, I invite you to aside five minutes just for you to totally relax and tune into that place of peace we all hold within our hearts.  If you don’t visit it often you may have forgotten how to find it. Just do the best you can. Part of being peace is being ok with yourself and your life just as it is,  in all its messy, inconsistent, beautiful, sticky, shininess. Because news flash, the part of you that needs and wants to grow, blossom and be known doesn’t respond well to threats, and or name calling. So today, please get acquainted or re-acquainted with your essential enoughness, and goodness. liveinlove And tomorrow, or the next day, meet me here again. I’ll be sharing one of my favorite Engaging Peace Practices!
I am going to end this post with a poem Jennifer Louden read last week called

The Myth of Epiphanies by Samantha Reynolds

The myth is that epiphanies roar
when in fact they are more
like bubbles in mud
a whisper
a gurgle
a hunch
everything is small
when it is born
and so it is
that so often
they are buried
as so many small
things are
so you ask
the wise ones
how do you feed them
and they tell you
to jump
so you do
not knowing
if you are falling
or flying
because at first
they are
the same.

Engagingly Yours,    

XOxoXOxoSabrina

About engagingly yours

Passionate Poet, Writer, Yoga Teacher, Realistic Idealist, Devotee, servant and Champion of Beauty, Lover of Life: visit me at Engagingthesenses.com
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