Walking in grace

When you get another chance from life.

Walking in grace

When the challenges, that are shaking the sense of safety of your existence, are lifted for a while...you get new eyes to look at reality. Suddenly... all the things around you that had become invisible, are alive! You wake up and feel this sweet gratitude softening your eyes, like the sun rays trying to get through a cloudy morning. You realize how fragile life is. You understand what an illusion it is to assume things will happen the way you wished. And from that experience of having no control, there is a surrender arising. Because you have no choice...you choose for acceptance. And somewhere within that paradox you find temporary peace. That's when the green of the garden smiles to you with a friendly good morning. That's when the fragrance of an orange enchant your senses as never before. That's when the chaotic chirping of the birds, sounds like the most harmonious symphony. That's when the touch of your clothes feels like the embrace of a loved one. That's when you become aware of this blissful experience of inhabiting the body and sense the beauties of Creation one more day. Another day.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

It's hard for me to relate to those who struggle against life's unchangeable restraints. Wishing to have been born rich, better looking and such, seems the same as wanting snow in August. (I know that happens in some parts of the world, but you must know what I mean) As you so well point out, there is much to appreciate and enjoy, just in being alive. On this subject, someone once said, "Just look at the dog that runs, jumps, and has so much fun, seemingly for no particular reason." Perhaps it's like your notion of enjoying the touch of one's own clothes. Now I've said much, but you said it better with these inspired words.

[Shandra Sun]

Thank you Samuel for your appreciation. There are so many health issues challenging my everyday life that sometimes it comes to a point it could be fatal. I live on that hedge. But don't we all do? Every time I cme back from one of those dark fases, Life seems to me more and more precious. Yes, even the touch of my own clothes feels then like a caress. Because on the bad days everything hurt. I agree with you about that "snowing in August". Het is what it is. Why waste inestimable energy fighting against the obvious? Sendng you blessings.

[Samuel Dickens]

I can relate to your medical issues, as I've struggled with heart disease since the age of 44. I got tired of worrying about dropping dead and decided to enjoy what there was while I could. Somehow, (several surgeries) I'm still here to enjoy sunsets and smell the flowers. It seems that is your attitude, also, which is wonderful.

[Shandra Sun]

Yes. Definitely. Hope we may enjoy sunsets and smell flowers for many good years, Samuel.

[Robert Trakofler]

This is the definition of grace and presence what a wonderful place to be wish I could bottle it up for the down days! Love what you saw and said

[barleygirl]

This is beautifully put & an important thing to grasp, for life contentment. Expectations & wants are the curse of the human race. We sit around bemoaning things to the point where we fail to notice the abundance that surrounds us. Even in the worst circumstances, blessings can be found, if that's what one is focused on. You've laid out that concept in a lyrical earnest way, as if you feel so passionately about this, you almost want to will the reader to try it, if they haven't already. Some persuasive writing does not leave the reader space to have a differing approach, but even in your passion, you respect that the reader must be persuaded, not preached at. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Shandra Sun]

Thank you dear barleygirl. I always feel uplifted as I read your remarks. It's a gift to be able to give that to other people. Blessings to you.

[barleygirl]

I've been disabled for ten years, can barely walk, in constant pain. After a 30+ year career & many adventures, I felt useless at first, being idle so much. But then I developed my reviewing style after 3 years at the cafe & it helps me feel useful! Thanks for mentioning it!

[Shandra Sun]

Thank you for sharing that. Suffering can be a great teacher, right?

[barleygirl]

I will never complain about all that's happened to me . . . I was such a stubborn control freak, it took extreme measures to teach me a thing or two about living *wink! wink!*

[Shandra Sun]

I complain once for a while....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I am not sure if the title is a play on Grace Mary but in any case you have intentionally or unitentionally encapsulated in this descriptive piece the concept of 'mindfullness'. Stop and smell the roses girl!

[Shandra Sun]

You can't smell the roses when you're being tormented by excruciating pain. Only after the monster has left. That's when you're walkig "in grace".

[Chris]

Appreciating a "tomorrow" after a very 'harrowing' today is seldom taken lightly - for a measured moment our aura shows a 'brightness' in the energy of our existence... quite for real.

[Shandra Sun]

Yes. yes. yes. You say it so beautifully. Thank you Chris. Love your review.

[Chris]

Sometimes it is not the writing that needs critiquing it is the 'thoughts' that were expressed that need being heard and the shared understandings spoken of - yes?

[Shandra Sun]

Yes, indeed.