Can extract sunshine from a cloudy day!

Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness. Carry a vision of heaven in your hearts, and you shall make your name,your college, the world, correspond to that vision. Your success and happiness lie within you. External conditions are the accidents of life, its outer wrappings. The great, enduring realities are love and service. Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulty. ~ Helen Keller
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

renascentia


*•ʚįɞ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥
Oh, my nippy self, 
forget not the embrace of January mornings and the sweet balm of it that saw you through the birthing of this new year. Renascentia is your word. How elegant it reads. It rolls in the tongue, - silk creamy caramel golden taste of honey. - Renascentia. Re-birth! But birth has pains and push and groans and sweat and tears and gnashing at intrepid times that punish for a second. And yes, there is that lashing slew of  inner vexation. 
Slither from guilt. No one is after you. Bedeck your soul with jewels of understanding. Learn from the years, heave, close your eyes and release the breath for you - a woman - know the workings of it that  bring forth life. Renascentia. The self that comforts me.

It is the last day of January. 
*•ʚįɞ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥
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3 comments:

  1. Gypsy ButterflyJanuary 31, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    Hi lady prism,
    great post! I hope all has been going well with you.
    have a wonderful evening!
    Lydia

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  2. Lady Prism LivingFebruary 2, 2012 at 2:15 AM

    Lydia hi there! Nice to hear (read) from you!
    Why, I think I'll go on over to your site right now and say hello! :D

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  3. darkfoamFebruary 2, 2012 at 3:38 AM

    Beautiful post! This actually looks a wee bit like I40 going towards Asheville.

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