these days.

"hope is the thing with feathers

that perches in the soul,

and sings the tune without the words, 

and never stops at all...."

wisdom came to me in leaps and bounds this week,

in handwritten letters, in electronic notes, in a long phone chat with a girlfriend,

with feathers and hope and sweet reminders of love. 

a while back, after a post wherein i pondered the subject of forgiveness,

there were several comments and opinions passed on to me. 

over the course of many magical mystical sacrosanct occurrences, since,

these words were given to me, today:

"forgiveness means to cease to feel resentment, to immediately place the situation

in the hands of God,

to realize that we cannot judge anyone's circumstances, 

and to trust in a loving God."

as i enter a two-week holiday, i have opportunity to be quiet and to pay heed 

to these suggestions:

don't do a lot of thinking.

do more smiling.

enjoy the moments given. 

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