In the small things there are amazing Big occurrences happening all the time. You see, it takes the small things to make the big things happen. I am inspired today by the sounds of the raindrops that slowly came into my hearing as I opened my eyes from a nights sleep. How soothing they sounded. I lingered in bed a little longer. As the thoughts of what to do today started to take shape, I could hear the sweet songs of the birds outside and wondered if they were playing in the rain. What a beautiful thought.And on to the day at hand. Well, it could be a leisure one.....yeah, it will be. There are paper dolls to make for a Doll swap. I have been gathering small items for them. There are also Prayer flags to make. Hmm, how do I get those together? Small thoughts and images are gathered in my head, forming bigger images of how they are going to look. But I have to get out of bed now. I feel the need for coffee and breakfast in my tum.
Traipsing through some of my favorite blogs these last few days have given way to inspiration. *eats breakfast, sips coffee* Not so much in making/creating something, but writing. Aw jeez, I went there. Couldn't help it, it comes out like this sometimes too and I write. *not one of my mad skills*
I am inspired by the bird songs that I hear outside my window and the tenacity that those little creatures have to make it through each day. No matter what happens, they still bless us with song. I am inspired by the flowers that are budding on the trees, exploding with the colors of Spring. My car is covered in the tiny pink blossoms that have fallen upon it, reminding me of a float that one might see in a parade. I am blessed with the burst of colors that the trees are giving. The morning rains have stopped for now but I know that what was given has done so much. Washing away the old to bring forth the new. Spring is just under the surface, waiting to be born anew. I am inspired by the little things.
Also by the thoughts and creations of others as I said earlier. After reading some of the posts, something inside lead me to write these thoughts.
To Julia,
May the grounds where your feet tread be safe from all harm.
May you find the happiness that was lost.
May the plants and trees provide comfort and shelter for all.
And may the animals who live there abide in love and peace once again.
To Carol,
Follow your footsteps along the sand.
Let them bring you to a place that is peaceful and calm.
Wash your soul in the mists of the sea.



4 comments:
Godday to ye my lassie lass! Enjoying the rain not far from you and hearing some of the same birds. The mockingbird is back in town. I'm starting a new series of ATCs, Pretty Poets, and am almost through with the first four tyrants in my World's Worst Oppressors' series. Thank you for the workshop last weekend and for the ongoing INSPIRATION you are and the BEAUTY you bring the world.
Raindrops are the fairies whispering...Author unknown...Thank you for the blessing Deb....it means a lot...namaste, julie
One more thing....You're making prayer flags...? Traditional or of your own design? I'm curious...I have them in my front yard and they have taken a beating this winter....maybe I should make my own?
Thanks for the inspiration...julie
What a wonderful message you left for Carol (I hopte that is me)
Hard to find the sand today ~ MA got hit with a real Nor'ester ~ with lots of the white stuff~ Peace is within ~ Hugs and namaste,
Carol (artmusedogs)
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