Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Angels Are Everywhere


I take a moment to consider, to reflect on the things that stop me, that stun me in the most profound ways. I collect those thoughts, those deeds, those sights, those colors. I’m searching for the pattern that holds them together, that makes a whole, an experience I can seek.

What I find is I earn them. I win them. When I am least expecting they are a gift granted by bountiful nature. They are a sign of life larger than I am. I feel their power and depth in each atom of their being. Colors of brightness shout of glory. Feelings of authenticity sing of joy, delight, and life lived with passion. One child with ice-blond hair walks with humanity and with an angelic soul, proving again that angels are everywhere.
−me strauss Letting me be

6 comments:

Dawn said...

The photo is beautiful and so is your reflection. How impt. it is to stop every now and then to ponder and notice what's behind each shape and color.

The child with ice-blonde hair is a beautiful one, too.

ME Strauss said...

So much we have that is priceless to enjoy, yet we walk right past it. I try to hard to remember to STOP.

Rain said...

oh wow, that is so beautiful. I love angels. Happy Holidays Liz!!

ME Strauss said...

Hi Rain,
Happy Holidays!
Thank you for stopping by to see me!

Trée said...

Including this blog. You are an angel in disguise, I'm absolutely sure of it. :-)

Merry Christmas Liz.

ME Strauss said...

tree,
You were an angel first.