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2020 May it be a year of clear vision and kind perspective and may all the dark spots just be passing floaters. Wishing you and yours a very blessed and happy New Year. ©2020 Sharron R. McMillan
Like standing on the edge of a white sand beach when the tide is low and the sky is clear Nothing mars the perfect landscape devoid of all regrets or fear. ©2019 Sharron R. McMillan
Empty the laundry hamper, catch up, get it done. Deal with procrastination piles; finish or get rid of what you know you’ll never finish. Clean the house, a very important year is arriving. De-clutter, Recycle. Start fresh. For every new … Continue reading
You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
Christmas is over but the tree is still twinkling merrily and presents are stacked beneath it. The New Year hasn’t arrived yet but I’m already planning what I will do differently in it. It’s a strange feeling betwixt and between … Continue reading
Sometimes I wonder why you seemed to take so long to send a saviour to our earth when things had gone so wrong. So many years of killing, of terror for the young, hatred and destruction, so little hope … Continue reading
Mother. Father. Child. Together. Alone. Guests who arrived had been invited by angels. Angels. And a star. Shepherds. Wise men. How simple it was, how thrilling. How lonely. Christmas. Family. Presents. And an unexpected sense of loneliness – We too … Continue reading
If Christmas is about the birth of Jesus then the celebrations would at least reflect the kind of person he was. He was born poor, in a lonely place, among animals did they even have food? Excerpt from “Christmas Is” … Continue reading
Though I often wish for family traditions to fall back on I’m glad we haven’t many. Tradition bends one to doing and being and performing without the need for thought or question. It’s time we questioned what we do … Continue reading
Christmas is family and friends and love, it is the rebirth of hope and the promise of peace. Excerpt from “Christmas Is”©2001 Sharron R. McMillan
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without … Continue reading
Contemplative practice, done over time, actually rewires our brains so that we can detach from our addictive patterns of thinking and feeling and our unworkable programs for happiness. Now many neuro scientists affirm such very real change and call it … Continue reading
The Christmas lights were our nephew’s, he passed away this year. And many of the handmade bits bring memories or a tear. We hang these treasures on our tree, so that we’ll not forget the precious people in our life. … Continue reading
Maria is Maria – nothing less and nothing more There is no other like her, an original, for sure. Happy Birthday to you!