Compassion

Compassion…once upon a time, I saw hope in so many or at least I thought I had. There was a shared joy that invigorated the whole world. We cared more about everyone around the world. We helped each other grow and live. Our love for one another was apparent in our mutual understanding. We learned new methods of doing and of being. We truly cared. Maybe this was the rosy dream, but couldn’t we find it within ourselves to have compassion for ourselves and others. * by Pauline Harris

Giants are Frightening, or are they

In response to someone who was afraid of giants…or so they were told….***There is the sound of rumble in the distance. The sound is getting closer. The room begins to shake. Loudly a voice appears to say, ‘Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum.’ Goose bumps show up along your arms and legs. Shivering. You grab a blanket and go off to bed. Making sure to cover your head…and then someone nearby says…’boo, who are you?’ And you realize it was all in your head, because the one who asked that question was you. Calmly, you begin to breath again and carry on. –pharris

One Day in the 1990s

In light of ongoing events…this memory came to mind
One Day in the 90sBy Pauline Harris

I was on the education staff at a school. This story is not about the students, but a parent.

… mid-day came

A loud pounding

At the front door

The whole building

Seemed to shake

Harsh shouting

Everyone on alert

Although we were not

Sure what was happening

As we were still inside

Working in our classrooms

Maintaining order

Helping students

To remain calm

And try to get them on task

…the yelling outside

Got much more threatening

Lock down was ordered

Although we pretty much

Had already been doing it

But now we were locked in

Away from the door

And remaining calm

Rustling noises came

Bang, shots were fired

And then silence

Police came

No one was killed

No one was injured

Seriously

…the parent was taken

Into custody

The gun was gone

All was secure

And handled appropriately

As we all had trained for

We found out later

The parent was drunk

And in a custody battle

Over their child

…we were prepared

But we never wanted

To use that training

Beforehand we thought

It odd training,

But now it is common

Sadly too frequently used

Formation of Life

Many ages ago the formation began…

With a sparkling within a sense of wonder…

Full of life giving grace, the sense of renewal took fold…

Glimpses of what to come floating within the stars…

Showering down to the earth…

A lil sparkle of love grows…

And ignites past the darkness…

Ppast the hurt…Past the past…

Stepping towards the future…

Shinning brightly…and bam…

Here is me…a lil diamond glowing…

By Pauline Harris

The Day of the Smiles

“This story began with a smile. One day, I woke up and was rather happy. So I smiled. My eggs for breakfast did not crack right. I spilled some water for my tea. Yet I smiled. Got into my car and had forgotten my purse. So went back inside with a smile. I figured there is a plan for this day, not my plan. I will go with the flow. On my way, someone passed me then turned to get off on the next exit. Another person sped passed me weaving in and out. I took my time. Later on saw the one who was speeding in an accident and hoped everyone was okay. Lastly, I saw this man on the corner not dressed very well holding up a sign. I thought to myself, he is probably another homeless person wanting food. However, I was wrong. The sign simply said smile. The guy looked at me and pointed to the sign. I smiled and so did he.”~pharris

Ripples in Life

Inspirational Drops:

Little things in an average

day that make life

meaningful and worthwhile…

like an unexpected smile

or some kind deed

someone did

and you were made aware

by being present in that moment…

~ Pauline Harris

Advice from a Butterfly

The butterfly said to the caterpillar, ‘your time to blossom is coming. Learning to bloom and reflect all the wisdom you have gained is your duty now. Share your smile and your colours will transpire. With much love, I wish you a well filled joyney.’ -Pharris

Importance of Reading

Reading is one way of passing on wisdom to others, in this respect the author is like a teacher using words of wisdom to relay to another person but the reader must be open to the words and integrate them into their own life like any lesson in life makes one a better person.

The Cracked Pot

the story of the ‘cracked pot’.  There was a lady who went daily to fetch some water from the stream near her house.  She carried two pots, one on each end of a pole with her each day.  One pot had a crack in it and the other one didn’t.  The one with a crack in it began to think about why was it being kept, as it did not bring back much water.  The lady turned to the pot and asked the pot to look around.  The pot looked around and saw beautiful flowers on the side of the pathway, the side it would be on.  The lady asked why question your purpose when you bring so much beauty to the world.  

 
In this story, I realized we all have a purpose in life.

Note:  This story is an oral story passed down throughout history.

Precious Friend

 

(inspiration:  a soldier carrying a skull in a misty fog)

Years after the long stretch, bloody battle
Finally having the opportunity to set foot
Upon the hallowed grounds where we
Our tormented souls had taken arms
Our country needed us to fight
We knew not who our enemy
Our country needed us to fight
Glory, honour, courage, bravery…we fought
Our neighbours, our friends, our family
To no ends…we fought on
Our country needed us…we fought
War ended…burials became common place
In the misty, damp foggy morning,
I heard the cries of many
Those who fell…gave their all
Among them, my precious friend…no
NO, I could leave her there
Torn …my precious friend deserved better
Somewhere special…a place sacred to her
Wholly holy ground…dear precious one
Away from these tormented, fighting fields
Lost souls will never recover
Innocence taken in the battle heat
Leaps towards gestures of finding closure
Sorted mistakes leaders made carry on
Truthfully, No one wins a war
Casualties, soldiers, families…all never the same
Misty fog takes ahold covering us
My precious friend and I forever

Forever amongst the poppy fields
…by Pauline Harris

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