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Letting Go…

Every once in a while the thought of Letting Go comes to mind.  Some times it’s because there is a conversation with others about something or someone in their lives they feel must go. So, again I repost this piece that may help you in the Letting Go process. 

You can, and most likely will find peace within yourself by Letting Go.

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One of the most painful things we have to do in our lives is Letting Go. Sometimes it’s Letting Go of things…material things which mean a lot to us, even if only sentimental value. It may mean Letting Go of feelings. When we hold sadness inside, and try to mask it with only a show of happiness, it is better to let it go, to feel the sadness so it washes through us. A good cry can be cleansing.

Sometimes, we have to let go of someone in our life. Maybe we no longer belong in each others lives, for whatever reason. If it’s a love relationship, romantic or friendship, Letting Go may be the best gift we can give them. Even when we know a relationship is not right, on both sides, or one person has a doubt about it, it is hard to let go of something that seems secure. We often accept less than the best because we can’t bear to let go.

There are occasions when we feel something wonderful for someone, but we don’t express it for fear of being rejected. Some times our feelings will be rejected. Yet, what if we withhold it from the one person who could very well be that One Special Someone in our lives and they too have been afraid to express their true feelings, or don’t even realize their true feelings yet! How sad that we may miss The Best for fear of Letting Go of the expression of those feelings.

Whatever the reason, or situation, it is never easy Letting Go.

You can, and most likely will find peace within yourself by Letting Go.

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Another beautiful experience in my local hangout, Barnes and Noble.  I have been sitting here with earbuds in listening to beautiful music and reading.  Suddenly a little boy with blond hair came up to my table.  Cute as can be.  His mom smiled and walked him away.  I smiled at him.

Finally I had to go to the restroom.  When I came out and heading into the main part of the store I saw him and his mom again, several feet away, but facing me.  He started walking toward me.  I smiled and held my arms out. Immediately he held his arms out and ran into mine and let me pick him up!!!

What a joy.  His mom smiled.  He is 2 and a half years old with wispy blond hair.  His name is Brody.

Brody made my Heart Smile.  And now when I think of him my heart has the biggest, warmest smile.

Thank you Brody.  Heart Smile

The Visitors

Ann Marquette

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Time to share my annual Halloween Story, which I wrote when I lived in Ireland.

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They come in the night, but only once a year…for Halloween.

In Old Ireland…it all began, a long, long time ago, about a century perhaps. It was almost deserted, the countryside. There was a graveyard very near a small thatched cottage. It was nighttime the end of October, and autumn seemed more like winter. The rain and wind began their song and dance as the pitch black of the night descended. The only light in the surrounding countryside came from the little fire and two candles burning in the tiny cottage.

Father settled in his chair in front of the warm crackling fire, with his corncob pipe. Mother was there too, mending old clothes. The children were playing and whispering together. The six year old boy, had fair hair and deep…

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Thank you, God, for the life of Bill Sweeney and lessons learned through his blog “Unshakable Hope.”
https://unshakablehope.com/2018/10/05/perseverance/

Thanks for Your answer to my prayer this morning.  When I think of the lessons learned this morning in Bill’s post on October 5th 2018 “Perseverance” what a blessing.

I’ve been in a weird state lately, with strange bad dreams and so many thoughts/sensations making me think I am nearing closer to death.  Not sure if it is the medications I’ve been taking, the devil messing with my mind, or if there is something wrong with me that I don’t know about.

Maybe it is a continuation of the sudden thoughts about my mortality since the shocking news last April 1, 2017 in the ER that I have AFIB, that I needed a pacemaker and would have to be on 3 drugs the rest of my life.  I thought I had gotten past that!  But…“Really? This is nothing compared to Bill’s 22 years of suffering, and suffering of others.”

I know that death will come eventually to all of us, I am not afraid of it, and will be happy to be at home with Jesus Christ and His Father and ours.  But since I know Jesus is here with me, I can do anything and am eager to stay here as I continue to grow until the time comes.  It really is His will.

I asked Him this morning to help my mind, my thoughts to be in the here and now, to be LIVING JOYFULLY and focusing on what I need to do on this path He has for me. Next thing I know, I see Bill Sweeney’s blog post on 10/5 celebrating his Birthday – even though 22 years ago he was diagnosed with ALS and told he only had 3 to 5 years to live.  He is now 58 years old.

Reading Bill’s post on PERSEVERANCE, and the messages I needed, opened my eyes.  I’m so grateful for the health I have, and may the stumbling block of AFIB keep me reminded of the fact I am so blessed and I need to PERSEVERE in living the rest of my life joyfully and doing what God has told me to do and leave the results to Him.

Belated Happy Birthday Bill and thank you for the gift of God’s messages to us through you.  When I think of your PERSEVERANCE post, and its various messages…I get goosebumps. You have turned my life around for the better.

Thanks also to your lovely wife and Angel, Mary for her special loving care.

God’s blessings to you both, with love and hugs.

Readers, do yourself a favor and read Bill’s post https://unshakablehope.com/2018/10/05/perseverance/

BELIEVE

Believe by Ann Marquette

Answered Prayer

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Some months ago I asked…

“Dear God, I just want enough finances to support myself, help others. Dine out with friends and some traveling.”  Please show me what is your best for me and how I can accomplish it.”

Well, He has been answering my prayer over the last few months, and I am grateful.

“Thank you God for guiding me to the book “You will never have this day again” where I read an inspirational quote from Oprah “Do What You Have to do Until You Can do what you Really Want to do.”

It was like God hitting me over the head with a 2×4. It was then I realized I needed to accept doing as much work as possible in order to pay off my debt and build my savings.

I am grateful the paid work I’m doing for the City of Greenville is enjoyable and does not create stress.  I also enjoy the people.

I have been working at transitioning from my habit of procrastination to doing now, not later. I’m getting better and better as the days go on.

And now God has gifted me with my wish for working half days most of the year, or at least half the year, and full time when special projects require it.  This allows me the extra income I need to support myself, help others, and treat myself sometimes, specially the dine outs with my gal friends.

Half days off gives me the time to comfortably run errands (not Saturdays!), and take care of items on my personal to do list.  I try to make Sundays my day of rest and relaxation.

What I really enjoy doing is reading, awake dreaming, writing about what inspires me, coffee with friends, and sometimes go for a drive.  I have been away from my writing for a long time. I pray I stick with it now.

 

My Autumn

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Autumn Leaves – Greenville Falls Park 

Autumn has always been my favorite season. One Autumn a few years ago was extra special.

The tree colors in the city where I lived were more glorious than I had seen them before.

More wonderful, special people had come into my life…even if briefly. My heart used to hurt so much, when people who came into my life, and I would have liked to keep them there, but they would go out again; not for any bad reason, just life.

As I think about these special souls who come in and out of my life, I realize something magical about some of them. They have had unstable or life-threatening sad beginnings to their lives. Yet they and God knew they needed to be in this world of ours. They are living proof of miracles, and strength, goodness and love. These souls create moments of magic in other people’s lives…they have in mine. I think of them as elusive Unicorns who pass through my life reminding me that I have a loving heart. And even though my heart breaks when they leave, I know another will come along to fill that empty space even for a little while.

Maybe it was that Autumn when I learned to be at peace with letting people come in and out of my life as they needed or wanted. This time of year seems to be a beautiful time for Letting Go, to allow myself to become A Blank Slate in order to allow for healing and new beginnings.

Born to…

Recently I  read a question starting with “Born to…” and leaving the rest blank for our imaginations to fill in.  Another was of seeking our purpose while here; and beyond.

So here goes for my thoughts for me personally.BORN TO…

• Be kind and loving
• Serve God by serving others
• Learn
• Be encouraging
• Inspire
• Write
• Connect
• Walk God’s path for me now and forever

I would love to hear from you, with what you believe your were
Born to….

Life is Good!

Life has not always been kind to me. Much of it was my own fault for making wrong decisions. I still make some wrong choices, but hope a lot fewer.

Through it all I have been richly blessed by God, who loves me unconditionally. The greatest gifts He blesses me with are all the wonderful people He puts on this path I walk through this life.

I didn’t ask to be born and I almost wasn’t. There were times when I wished I wasn’t. Many times I wonder why I was born! I am growing in wisdom. And, glad I was born.

Learning to be grateful for my life, in all its ups and downs has been, and is a blessing. Still not sure what my purpose here is, but I pray I’m doing some things right.

Life IS Good!

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Friday Afternoon, September 15, 2017

It might be necessary to give up the quality time I currently have to read, watch, listen, daydream and write. I need the means for a supplemental income. My dream is to have enough temp/contract work, some full time some part time to bring in the finances needed, but still have plenty of free quality time for me and my dreams. None of my friends believe that is possible.  I believe it is, if it is God’s will it will happen.  Anyway, I am happy and grateful for my blessings.

I love meeting new people, and that also happens at the BN Cafes. It often begins by just seeing some of the same people over and over again, then we smile and say hello to each other. Eventually a time comes when one of us starts a conversation. It becomes a community, even if never socializing outside of here. Yet Greenville is still small enough to occasionally run into someone at another location, like a grocery store, at church etc.

Yesterday I watched a couple UTube posts about being grateful and saying thank you to others. It is a great reminder. I do thank God, at least most every day and sometimes more than once a day. But sometimes I forget to tell others thank you. It doesn’t matter if it is for something big or small. Too many times we take things for granted i.e. someone holding a door open for us, providing service with a smile, the gift of a handwritten message sent by snail mail, even a short kind text message. How many times a day do we miss saying thank you to someone, and brightening their day? How many things, a day can we be grateful for…especially the people in our lives.

Have you ever thought of being grateful for those things you are not even aware of, like being protected from an accident you might not have noticed while driving on our roads these days!

I love daydreaming as I look out the window wall I sit next to in the Café.  I watch the white fluffy clouds in the blue sky. I remember the time I saw one which looked like an island, My Island in the Sky
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Labor Day 2017

My Thoughts on this Labor Day 2017 as I am happily spending time in my local BN Café.

The only men in my life who really loved me. My Dad, and my high school boyfriend Johnny. And, the one who is alive…my brother, John who is also a best friend.
Johnny and I met through our church youth group while in high school. We became fast friends. He had asthma, and this was back in the 60s when there was no medicine for it like there is now.

He lived, probably a good 5 miles from where I lived. Usually one of his parents would drop him off at my house so he could spend time with us (me). When they couldn’t he would walk the miles to come see me; one day even in the rain without an umbrella! Some times when he could not come because of his asthma he would call and we would talk a long time on the phone. And, he would often play the piano for me over the phone. He was an amazing pianist and even wrote a beautiful piece which was going to be recorded! It reminded me of a beautiful waterfall. It was never recorded because the next summer Johnny died. I was devastated.
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Each time I come to BN Café lately I read a few pages of the latest issue of BELLA GRACE. Right now I can’t afford to buy it. I just turned the page to the next article “You are Loved!” Recently I have been sensing a feeling of what it might be like to have God’s best man for me in my life; almost as if it could actually happen. I don’t feel any need to have one, and definitely not looking. So it is strange to get this feeling just out of the blue.

A moment ago inside of a bubble of sensing something wonderful there was a hint of a tear in my soul. Don’t know if a sad tear or a happy one.
Even with my headphones on listening to music from Pandora I love watching the variety of people who come to this popular café and vaguely watch and listen to life going on around me.

Couples sitting together, but doing their own thing i.e. reading by whatever means they have chosen, doing crosswords etc. Some writing, working on a laptop or tablet, daydreaming, or chatting with others. Such an interesting mix of people. I love it all.

I like sitting next to the window wall. Often when a parent is walking past with their children, a child will look at me and smile as she is passing. Of course I smile back. It warms my spirit.

Reading the Touchstones of Happiness, 75 of them from various individuals reminds me of some of my own.

My morning cup of French Press coffee with Jesus.

The day my brother came to us, only a few days old as a foster child. And again, when our parents brought him back home from a hospital in Virginia where is biological mother had left him, then decided to let us adopt him. We got him back before his first birthday. Thinking of him makes me smile.

A sweatshirt he gave me which I wore until it was nearly in tatters. I was able to save the front of it and a friend made it into a small pillow cover. Now I can hug it lovingly, like I am hugging him.

Fresh flowers bring me joy, especially tulips, calilies, and daisies.

Books, books, books.

My Tiffany Bracelet from Becky. And remembering how I met her…at my Tiffany Reception hosted by the Regional VP of Tiffany’s for my newly published book.

Walks along a sandy beach at the ocean.

A fresh new legal pad of paper, a favorite pen…and the beginning of a new writing.

Or a clean white Word doc writing with the keys on my tablet as I sit in the Barnes and Noble Café.

Quality time with friends, face to face.

What are some of your touchstones of happiness?  Would love to read yours.

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As I read this article in Bella Grace, I made a few notes for myself.

As Peter’s emotions brought on different seasons allow mine to do the same: dress for the season I want to be in, whether actual clothes or colors i.e. no black but spring colors when feeling it.

Create a Fairy Garden, on my porch or inside.

Settle in for Neverland inspired movies.

Step out of my color comfort zone and buy some Tiger Lilies and other colors of flowers.

Become a Fairy for a time by imagining being so tiny that I can contain only ONE emotion and FEEL it.  Write words that reflect that feeling, think of anything that is a part of those words/sensations etc.

Take myself to a Neverland – feel it, go there, be there, see it…

I love Bella Grace.  It encourages and inspires reflection within; and the journal pages gives me the place to write my thoughts.

Check out Bella Grace for yourself  http://bellagracemagazine.com/

Wishing everyone a Neverland of your own.

A couple months ago I opened a current issue of Bella Grace, a magazine of inspiration and part journal.  Love this publication. It is only three years old, but it will be around for a very long time.  Wish I would have noticed it much sooner.  It inspires and encourages calm, peaceful, simpler living; and appreciation, respect, and love of others.

I also receive the blog Grace Notes, and today read an awesome post by Elle Harris “Love Letter to a Single Friend.”  It can be for someone who never found that special someONE, or did but lost them, even anyone to realize the importance of the gift of them to others who love them.  It is beautifully written and I hope you will take a few minutes to read it then pass it on to others in your life.

http://bellagracemagazine.com/blog/love-letter-to-a-single-friend/

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Peace in the Garden by ann marquette

It has been 40 years this month since you left us.
John and I miss you. We can still see your face in our minds, and we keep you lovingly in our hearts.

It was sad when you were so sick for so long. I know you were in a coma the last several days of your time here on earth, and I’m sorry I was not there with you at the end. It was midnight in Ireland where I had been for three weeks with my company, when John called to say you were gone.

We knew your cancer wasn’t curable, but we hoped and prayed for a miracle. But God knew it was time for you to go home. We were happy for you to be at peace and pain free, but we do miss you.

Some months later I woke in the night and swore you stood at the foot of my bed. I had the sense you were trying to take me out of that place.
A couple years later I had a dream that was so real. You and I were talking, face to face, and it was wonderful. Then you began to disappear and left me. I woke sobbing.

You were a good Dad to us, and we are grateful for you in our lives, our hearts.

Love You Dad.

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