May you be blessed with good friends.
May you be a good friend to yourself.
May you be able to journey to that place in your soul where there is great love, warmth, feeling and forgiveness.
May this change you.
May it transfigure that which is negative, distant or cold in you.
May you be brought into the real passion, kinship and affinity of belonging.
May you treasure your friends.
May you be good to them and may you be there for them.
May they bring you all the blessings, challenges, truth and light that you need on your journey.
May you never be isolated.
May you always be in the gentle nest of belonging with your anam cara...(soul friend).
May you be blessed with good friends.
May you learn to be a good friend to yourself.
May there always be work for your hands to do.
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine on your window pane.
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
1 comment:
Hi Becky
How true the words.
My mama- not my mommy
well the mama is from Georgia.
Jackel Island or somewhere near Savananh.
Well anyways - we live in Oregon. And mama will always be southern no matter where she lives.
Last night we brought home collards, turnup greens- swiss chard, and all that green stuff.
And everyones name is honey or sugar.
Your so right.
love
tweedles
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