One Foot In Front Of The Other

I'm back.  It feels like so much has happened since I was last here.  Thanksgiving and Christmas have come and gone, and 2011 is right around the corner.  I know I have a lot of people praying for me, pulling for me, wishing me the best in what's going on in my life.  For that, I thank all of you and I am eternally grateful.  I think it's been working.  Christmas was the best, most mellow Christmas I could remember and there has been a sense of peace in my heart ever since then. Moving forward, one step at a time, that process has commenced finally with a sense of calm instead of turmoil.

So as i continue my journey, my Blog and my ramblings, I hope I as well as any who read will tend to see a change here....as it will be reflecting my life and myself.  I feel good.

''The time has come,' the Walrus said,
  'To talk of many things:
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax --
  Of cabbages -- and kings --
And why the sea is boiling hot --
  And whether pigs have wings.''

The Guest House

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

-- Jelaluddin Rumi,

*This is my poem to rebirth.  I post this to start again in my writing venture.  To inspire the feelings and the words to come from them for me to write again.  I sunk for a moment.  I have come to the surface and see the sun again.  Now we move forward.  I am grateful for the storm.