the smell of the salty air
pampered bodies, serene
savor the feasts of sous chefs
walk peaceful nights
tranquil dark star-studded skies
soak in the breeze of love
2021©Isadora De La Vega
I’m sitting alone listening to the silence
… I ponder that ….
Today is a day like any other day.
Each day, we rise and hope to fill our lives with new and exciting discoveries.
Each one of us has a different vision for what those discoveries are going to be.
I hope 2016 was a good year for you, filled with magnificent life changing events that created wonderful discoveries and memories.
Tonight, midnight bells will echo in the birth of 2017.
A new year to create a better life than the one we had last year.
No need to make resolutions of what 2017 will hold for us. Simply believe that day after day something new and exciting will happen. It may not be what you expect or want or are wishing for, but a day above ground is a blessed one.
This is the puzzle of our existence.
Whatever way you want to look at life, the main thing to remember is that you are not alone. There’s always someone guiding you in whatever form you choose to believe. Take comfort in knowing that the challenges you’re given are because you can endure them; no one gets what they cannot conquer.
Music and dance are ever present in my life. It’s been my savior during the worst and best of times. Perhaps this year, you may want to listen to your life’s music. I know that it’s the only thing I’ll focus on. The rest is out of my hands.
Learn to listen for the song …
There’s music to everything in the Universe …
It’s in the changing season’s …
In the beat of your heart …
In the cycles of joy and pain …
Don’t resist it.
Follow the humming of your heart.
Flow with it and become part of the rhythm itself
Listen for your own “Life’s” music …
Thank you, my blogging friends and followers, for helping to make my spectacular year of growth.
In Light and Love,
😎Just pondering …. while sitting alone listening to the silence 😎
♥OMAR AKRAM – Dancing with the wind♥
Jesse Cook’s *Havana*
****** “sitting alone listening to the silence”
This is a line from a “Letter to P’ie Ti” by the 8th century High Tang poet Wang We.