na-da farm life...with anne marie

sinking deeply into the summer's cool foggy evening

noticing that life is very much like a summer's eve.......that the stars would not be so brilliant if set against a bright sun..........that contrast is needed for our eyes to see the beauty that is oftentimes hidden from our sight

to think of going through life at a steadfast pace with no ups and downs, no hardships or delights would be so dull and uninteresting.......to think of the birds all brown with the same song......

diversity is supposed to be seen within nature in order for their uniqueness to distinguish 'it' against 'the others' - such as each of us...such as life....

within the tasks of our daily lives - the laundry and cooking, the weeding the prayers, there is a beauty in the contemplation of those tasks....that we cannot shirk our duties but embrace the work all the while to meditate upon the beauty, stained beets' hands and all

the diamond on my finger is a rock, such as my faith the encircles my life every waking moment in undying devotion to my husband and the bond we share like no other, that lasts through many moons and under many starry skies, sunny days and stormy ones

there was once a time when I had a severe stomach ache and cramping that lasted for many days...many days....and I did think the child within me was coming to the end of his life, for it most certainly felt like the end of mine.......and after I recovered, someone near to my heart that can only talk severely candidly with me said "at least you have a stomach"......and as absurd as it may sound, he was right, and he always ceases not to complain, even amongst pain which makes him not be able to walk....never....not a single word of complain.....a most courageous man

those pains are long gone and almost forgotten - especially when I am able to hold his chubby 1 year old hands as he falls asleep upon my shoulder......

how often times we cannot see past the pain and sorrow

how many moments in life that are as dull as a gravel drive leading to nowhere

but we must get it through our heads that the pain is passing by us like a fog.....that will soon loose it's dampness and disappear.......and as long as we equip ourselves with the right spiritual preparation and fuel, that gravel road will eventually lead us somewhere we are supposed to be.....and if you feel as though you are running out of fuel, stop....take a deep breathe....and listen to your heart and soul.....and if nothing comes back to you, then stay where you are and call for help

for now, I am putting my hands up and allowing Someone else to drive, while I put my head out the window and feel the cool breeze as I gaze up to the never ending sparkling stars in the sky