When I told my publisher I was going to have a 2 year anniversary celebration of the book release, he asked: what magical thing happened in the last two years?
All I could think of, initially, was: where exactly have you been? It’s been full of death, grief and the pandemic!
As I really sat with this question, the one big piece of tangible goodness was I inherited a cat! Her name is Zoe. And I inherited her because of a death. … Interestingly, Zoe is one of Grace’s surrogate kittens. She was litter mate to my Aria (all characters in my book, Living with Grace, A Story of Love and Healing, Leaving Paw Prints on the Heart, of course!)
My thought was well, that means i have to talk about death again. And I didn’t really like that until I realized life really is a series of deaths and rebirths. Indeed, even my book was born from Grace’s death.
While you may not have had a death in your life due to the pandemic, or know someone who has, the truth is we have...
by Marita Rahlenbeck
as it wakes up from
It shouts and calls
The birds tweet
The trees are ready to sprout their leaves
for another season.
The grass is ready to turn
green and lush.
All this, for me, the observer.
The lake shape shifts before me;
the water dances many dances
as the wind decides how it wants to play.
The rain falls gently, so gently
it is barely noticeable,
but I hear the gentle and graceful
notes on the earth as the two meet.
All this, for me, the one who listens.
Moments of Silence and Stillness
and then a graceful song from a robin.
Then she’s gone and only a gentle breeze
shows herself to me as the mighty oak
silently waves her branches.
All this, for me, as I watch the world wake up
before my very eyes.
How blessed am I?
Gratitude ~ Gratitude
So much Gratitude
This poem lovingly and with deep...