Having received beyond helpful pastoral advice this a.m. about sharpening my sensitivity to social cues in promote more satisfying group interactions–and:
Having successfully cheered up a good, younger friend who just waved her National Guard husband of two months off to Afghanistan–and:
Having received very encouraging replies to my comments on several writers’ blogs–and:
Having grown very comfortable with sitting and writing for 4+ hours straight–and:
Having successfully chased off the goblins from early childhood memories being written about (which is essential to both my plotline and some of the public venue causes I am currently passionate about supporting)–and:
Having remembered again this year what “Halloween” started as–and:
Having decided not to fret too much over an writing job proposal, as it is not really part of my vision at this time–and:
Having floated back into a state of peaceful acceptance of myself and my strengths and weaknesses–TA DA!–
I in delightedly shaking hands with my own spirit inside the loving spirits of those saints who have gone before me from my family tree!
Here’s a little thought blooming in a corner of my heart today:
RUSTLE PAST THE SHADOWS
TIPTOE INTO THE LIGHT
STAND TALL OVER THE ABYSS
KNEEL BESIDE THE HIGH PLACES
My favorite quote today: The last words of Steve Jobs as he looked over and past the faces of his loved ones just before he lost consciousness the last time:
” OH, WOW! OH, WOW! OH, WOW!”
Now, THIS is the spirit inside the ghosts from my past that I want to carry over into tomorrow, All Saints’ Day!!
I will be celebrating the love of those saints from my family tree on November 1, 2011!
granbee 
Nov 01, 2011 @ 06:42:56
May more of those little thoughts bloom in the corner of your heart. 😉
Nov 03, 2011 @ 03:44:02
i have to admit that your post here took me by surprise :). there’s a wonderful grain of wisdom in your words – and i’m truly happy of meeting you!
Nov 03, 2011 @ 04:36:43
Keep up the good wishes, John. And Liliana, you are not the only one surprised by this post. See, it has taken me a month to get past some of my preoccupation with self-effacement to begin writing about what I loved writing about decades ago. Thanks for the encouragement: onward and upward!
Nov 03, 2011 @ 05:11:45
Love the little thought you had blooming, sometimes the most beautiful flowers are the tiny ones.
Nov 04, 2011 @ 05:10:33
Indeed, disjointedrhymings, my all time favorites are the tiny, lavender, starlike little blooms in the spring grasses. As children, my brother and I would pick hundreds just to get enough to make a “show” on my mother’s kitchen windowsill in a tiny juice glass! Thank you for triggering this memory with your comment today!