When Time is Nevermore

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No one really knows if we will wake up tomorrow to live another day; how long we have together, to love and be loved, to experience and give kindness or to share ourselves completely with another person.

To put aside our ‘should haves and regrets,’ real life always has obstacles in the way~ a debt that never seems to get paid, deadlines that seem to stretch out beyond our definition of time, heartbreaks that place fear between another chance to feel love… there are so many things we think we have to do first in order to move on.  The truth is that these obstacles are a part of our real life and they are the forthcoming foot prints along our journey.

The tendency to wait for the perfect conditions; to balance timing with convenience is the greatest tragedy in life.  It’s like waiting for that perfect rose garden to grow when all the while we could be enjoying the roses that are blooming right outside our window.

The present time has a powerful advantage over any other time that we know; it belongs to no one but ourselves.  If we choose to put it into a space, later on there will be nothing there.  If we choose to put it on hold, we will never hold it again.

Think of all the years that the Universe has graced us and know that our time together has been set and aligned within the stars.  Know that each moment is within our reach and our time has come and will pass nevermore.

© Linda Moon

Celebrating the Publication of Collections of a Sound Mind, Volume 1

Collections of a Sound Mind, Vol 1 CoverI am feeling quite blessed and grateful as I celebrate the publication of my first solo poetry book called “Collections of a Sound Mind, Volume 1.

Many souls have touched my life as I know it.  Some have passed by and taught me lessons along the way.  Many have moved on since then; leaving remnants of shadowed memories.  There are others, though, who have shared each step of this endless mountain that I have climbed and often stumbled upon ~ only to start again as painful or glorious my path has been.

They have encouraged me to move heavy boulders and loved me unconditionally when I didn’t love myself.  They have shown me how to embrace the smallest of sacred moments and to believe that all things are possible even in the darkest of times.

With this, and those words I have yet to find, I dedicate my book in loving memory of my father, my mother, my encouraging soul mate, my inspiring son and all those who have inspired my heart.  Without your unfailing faith, love and confidence while walking with me, I would not have been the kind of person I am today.

May my thoughts resonate a light upon your heart

For we are all miracles in flight…