Great Spirit, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
I spent my time watching the spaces that had grown between us And I cut my mind on second best the scars that come with the greeness I gave my eyes to the boredom still the seabed wouldn’t let me in And I tried my best to embrace the darkness in which I swim
Now walking back down this mountain with the strength of a turning tide The wind so soft at my skin the sun so hot upon my side Looking out at this happiness I searched for between the sheets Feeling blind, to realise All I was searching for was me Oh all i was searching for was me
Keep your head up, keep your heart strong Keep your mind set, keep your hair long Keep your head up, keep your heart strong Keep your mind set in your ways Keep your heart strong
I saw a friend of mine the other day And he told me that my eyes were gleaming I said I’d been away and he knew the depths I was meaning It felt so good to see his face the comfort invested in my soul To feel the warmth of his smile when he said ‘I’m happy to have you home’ Oh im happy to have you home
Keep your head up...
Because I’ll always remember you the same Eyes like wildflowers with your demons of change May you find happiness there May all your hopes turn out right
Keep your head up...
Because I’ll always remember you the same Eyes like wildflowers with your demons of change...
~Ben Howard~
Holding on to all that is beautiful and good
Love and Light my lovelies... The prayer is from Marianne Williamson
For those who bear the unbearable burden of unimaginable grief, who in their agony yell at the forces of fate... For those who moan and those who faint, for those who rage and those who pray, we moan and pray along with them. For tonight, those were our children too. Dear God, May a legion of angels come upon the parents and bring to them an otherworldly touch, an otherworldly comfort and otherworldly sense that their children are well, that they are safe with God, and shall be with them always. Give to those who grieve what no mortal force can give... the touch of Your Hand upon their heart. May all who are touched by this darkness be Lit by Your grace. Please wipe away all tears, dear God. as only You can do. Amen (thanks Nyssa)