"Celtic Wisdom"

May the Light of your Soul Enlighten you,

May all your Worry and Anxiousness

About becoming older be Transfigured. 

May you be Given Wisdom with the Eye of your Soul,

To see this Beautiful Time of Harvesting.

May the Commitment to Strengthen your Goals,

Heal what has Hurt you;

To Allow it to come Closer to you,

And Become One with you.

May you have Great Dignity,

And have a Sense of how Free you are.

May you Above All know of

The Wonderful Gift of Meeting the Eternal Light,

And the Beauty that is Within You.

May you Ever be Blessed and Find,

Love in Yourself and All you Encounter.

~John O'Donohue
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Ireland

~Beannaichte'

28 October, 2015

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~In Loving Memory of our Mother; <<<+>>>, One of His Own Flock.
 We Remember...We Remember.

"If I Should not Wake Up in the Morning"

~In Dedication to my sister, Sharon, who died on 23 March, of this year, after a

long battle, with cancer. Though the disease conquered her body, it could never

conquer her incredibly Brave and Beautiful Spirit.

On Christmas Day, of this year,

her husband, David, completed his earthly Journey,

joining his wife, and long-time companion, of many years.

May God comfort those who mourn...

~We Remember Sharon and David...We Remember!

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~If I should not wake up in the morning

Remember that I love you.

 

As the Morning Sun

Streams through the window

I will be in every ray.

As you walk along an empty beach

With seemingly just the sound 

Of the Surf for company

It will be saying;

"I am here."

In the Midst of the greatest Storm

With a Hurricane Force wind blowing

It will be shouting;

"I am with you, Always." 

In the Darkness of the Night

When you are sleeping

And your slumber is disturbed

By a sound, that you are not sure

That you really did hear

It is only me Whispering-

That I am Near.

Remember this,

If I should not wake up one morning.

~ Dusti Rodes c.

U.K.

~Beannaichte'

30 December, 2013

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"Faded Coat of Blue"

~We remember...

the Heart that beat so True.

No  more
 the  Cares  and  Suffering,

Call  the Weary One,

Rest Noble Spirit,

in Thy Great Unknown;

We'll  Find you,

and  Know you,

among  the  Good and True,

When  a Robe  of  White  is Given,

for a  Faded  Coat

of  Blue.

~From a "Faded Coat of Blue."

~Beannaichte'
23 April, 2013

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"I Remember"

A roof 

to keep out the rain.

Four walls

to keep out the wind.

Floors

to keep out the cold.

Yes,

but Home is more than that.

It is the laugh of a baby,

the Song of a Mother,

the Strength of a Father.

Warmth

 of loving eyes,

light

from Happy eyes,

Kindness, Loyalty, Comradeship.

Home is

first school and first Church

for young ones,

where they learn what is right,

what is good,

and 

what is kind.

Where

 they go for comfort

when they are hurt or sick.

Where

joy is shared and sorrow eased.

Where Fathers and Mothers

are respected and loved.

Where

Children are Wanted.

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~Unknown

~Beannaichte'

27 July, 2012 

~We continue to send out our thoughts and prayers to the Families and Friends of those who were slain, or injured, in Aurora, Colorado. God bless you, and yours. ~Beannaichte'

~Today is the Opening Ceremonies of the 2012 Olympic Games in London, England.

Our good wishes go out to all of the talented athletes, world-wide, who will be competing in the games. After such recent tragedy, this is a time of Celebration and Goodwill, throughout the world.
Let it be so... ~Beannaichte'  

 

"Grandma's Garden"

Every blade of grass has an Angel

that bends over it and whispers,

"Grow! Grow!"

~The Talmud

       I watched my grandma hoe the clay soil in my garden. "Don't see how you grow anything in this,"she mused.

       I stared at her in awe, capturing the moment in my memory forever.  Wisps of her silvery hair sneaked from beneath her headscarf as her thin torso bent down to pull a fistful of bindweed.

       "This stuff will grow anywhere," she laughed. "Even in this soil."

       Although she lived alone on the farm she and Grandpa had settled a half century ago, she still maintained a garden that could sustain most of the County. Some of my favourite summer childhood days had been spent in the garden helping her pull up plants she identified as weeds, or planting vegetables and flowers. She had taught me that gardening  wasn't only about cultivating plants, it was about cultivating Faith.  Each seed planted was proof of that.  When I was seven I asked,"Grandma, how do seeds know to grow the roots down and the green part up?"

       "Faith," was her answer.

       When I grew up and married, my husband recognized the impression Grandma's dirt left under my fingernails and in my heart.  He supported my dream to live outside the city, and our two-acre plot had a horse, a dog, cat, rabbit, six hens and, of course, a large garden.  I was privileged and overjoyed to have Grandma working in it.

       Grandma leaned the hoe next to the fence post and walked to my flower bed to help me plant the daisies she'd brought from her garden to mine.  She didn't know I was watching as she patted the dirt around the base of the plant.  Waving her hand in the sign of  a Cross above it, she whispered, "God bless you, grow." I'd almost forgotten that garden blessing from my youth. Ten years later,  those daisies still flourish.

       Grandma is tending God's garden now but still influences me daily.  Whenever I tuck  a seedling into the earth,  I trace a small Cross above it in the air and say, "God bless you, grow,"

       And in quiet times, I can still hear her blessing,  nurturing my faith.  "God bless you, grow."

~Unknown

Beannaichte'

20 July, 2012 

~ In Loving Memory of our Mother...

~We Remember...We Remember.

~In Dedication to my Sisters, Sharon & Karen..."God Bless You, Always!"

~Our Thoughts and Prayers are with the Families and Friends of those who were slain, and the many that were injured, in Aurora, Colorado. May each of you find Peace and Healing, during this time, and the days that lay ahead.  This is my hope  for each of you, and our fractured World... ~Beannaichte' 

        

"The Dream"

For the first 

four years after she died,

I felt like an orphan. 

Then one night

she came to me in a Dream,

and 

from that moment on,

I no longer felt her death

as a loss.

I understood

that she 

had never died,

that my Sorrow was based

on an Illusion...

The Reality of my Mother

was Beyond

Birth or Death.

She did not exist because 

of Birth, 

nor cease to exist because

of Death.

I saw that Being

and non-Being

are not separate...

Being able to see my Mother

in my Dream,

I realized

that I could see

my Mother

Everywhere.

~Thich Nhat Hahn

(b.1926- )

Vietnam

~Beannaichte'

(6-21-120 

"Miss Sadie"

Sadie Diggs

was born on 2 October, 1908

in Lexington, Tennessee.

`I am 100 years old.

`I was young and now I am old...

But I have never seen good people

or their children begging for food.'

(Psalms 37:25)

`We worry.

'We worry about the IRS,

and the SAT, and the FBI.

`We worry that we won't have enough

money, and when we have enough money, 

we worry that we won't manage it well.

`We worry that the world will end

before the parking meter expires.

`We worry what the dog thinks when

we step out of the shower.

`We worry that someday we'll learn that

fat-free yogurt was fattening.

`Honestly, now, did God save you so

you would fret?

`Would He teach you to walk

just to watch you fall?

`Would He be nailed to the Cross for your sins and then

disregard your prayers?

`He has put His angels in charge,

so young people, stay with God.

`Treat everyone right and 

love your enemies.

`I have had a good life...

Thank God.'
From Sadie.

~Beannaichte'
(6-5-12) 

~This is the actual wording of Miss Sadie's obituary, written by her, preceding her death.  It was published in our newspaper, though she lived many miles, away.  I would have liked to have known her. I believe she possessed a simple faith and much wisdom, along with a good dose of common sense. ~We Remember, Sadie Diggs...We Remember.

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~In Loving Memory of Kylie Sheldahl~ Sweet Angel~ We Remember...We Remember. 


~Karen, I wish you every good thing, on this your `Special Day', and always.~ Happy Birthday!
~I Love You!  ~Beannaichte'! 6 June, 2012 

 

"Truth"

~If   

We 

are

a Holier People,

We

have been

Angrier

Oftener.

~The Talmud

~Beannaichte'

(5-17-12)