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Our Mother’s Hands

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BLESSED BE OUR HANDS
by Diann Neu

Blessed be the work of our hands.

Blessed be these hands that touch life.

Blessed be these hands that nurture creativity.

Blessed be these hands that hold pain.

Blessed be these hands that embrace with passion.

Blessed be these hands that tend gardens.

Blessed be these hands that close in anger.

Blessed be these hands that plant new seeds.

Blessed be these hands that harvest ripe fields.

Blessed be these hands that clean, wash, mop, scrub.

Blessed be these hands that become knotty with age.

Blessed be these hands that wrinkle and scar from doing justice.

Blessed are these hands that reach out and are received.

Blessed are these hands that hold the promise of the future.

Blessed be the works of our hands and hearts.

~Diann Neu

 

Posted in My Bonnie, Quotes

an Irish Blessing

This hung in my mother’s kitchen and now graces mine each St. Patty’s day~

May those that love us, love us;

and those that don’t love us,

may God turn their hearts;

and if he doesn’t turn their hearts,

may he turn their ankles

so we’ll know them by their limping.

(click here for a recipe for my mother’s Irish potatoes)

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Love’s Return

“Love is life.  All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.  Everything is, everything exists, only because I love.  Everything is united by it alone.  Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.”

~Leo Tolstoy as quoted in The Spirit of Loving, edited by Emily Hillburn Sell.

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Opening to the Light and the Dark

“In order to develop love–universal love, cosmic love, whatever you would like to call it–one must accept the whole situation of life as it is, both the light and the dark, the good and the bad.  One must open oneself to life, communicate with it.”

(Chogyam Trungpa,  from the compilation, The Spirit of Loving, editor, Emily Hillburn Sell.)