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Sunday, May 28, 2017

manchester...in memory




After the events at the Ariana Grande concert in Manchester and just so much more, it was no accident that I was led to this particular magnolia blossom during my morning walk; even the flowers are praying. 

In memory of the innocents in Manchester (and too many other places), robbed of life by those with no regard for life…

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#manchester #letuspray #arianagrande #magnolia #life #purepeace #keepyourpeepersopen

Sunday, May 21, 2017

turned out

Inspiration for what I write comes from many channels.  One Sunday evening, I tuned in a little early to watch my 9:00 fav (no, not the Housewives!!!) and while I waited, I checked messages on my phone. Out of nowhere I heard my voice speaking out loud, “I want to do something great.” Startled, I looked around then wondered if I had received a subliminal feed from whatever was on the TV as I had no sense of the origin of this sudden declaration. Even more perplexing was the grace, recited at meals when I was a child, suddenly began to play in my mind with an exception -- though it had the same flow, the words were not as I remembered. I grabbed a pen and turned out this verse:

may I do something great 
may I work to do good 
may I always be thankful, as I should.©**

That evening, as I lay down to sleep, the evening prayer I learned when I was a youngster floated into my head. Like earlier, the words were different and as they began to arrange themselves, I drifted off. The next morning, they were waiting…

 as I rise from peaceful sleep 
 body and spirit angels keep…

I wrote out a few more lines; they didn’t capture what I was trying to express so I left the words in wait. Later that week, I delivered a keynote address. As I was reminding myself that once delivered, a message may take time to be received, those who heard it loud and clear from the moment I opened my mouth approached. I was grateful for their words which in turn, breathed affirmation into my soul and spirit. 

The next morning during meditation, I could barely stay focused; anxiously dancing on the tip of my tongue, skipping across my thoughts, and making my fingers tingle was a prayer that turned out to read as follows…

as i rise from peaceful sleep 
mind and spirit, angels keep 
me focused moments i’m awake
on purpose for my soul to take.

i ask the angels please to take, 
every morning as i wake,
my hand to guide me and to keep
me safe until once more i sleep.©**

Once completed, I realized that doing something great perhaps meant that I was to create these verses to give others something to say each morning as they sit down to meditate and/or pray, particularly when they can’t find words of their own. Conceivably, they are for those who want to begin getting in touch with soul and spirit and just don’t know how. It could be that the answer for why new words turned out to match an old familiar rhythm beat by beat is simply…unknown.  

I do not question a gift of the spirit, so please recite, share with others**, and..

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**ps - these verses are ©tina scott lassiter however please feel free to use, print and share by including copyright credit, thank you.

pps…my Sunday 9:00 indulgence is Anthony Bourdain:Parts Unknown…can’t tell you how many nights I’ve climbed into bed ready to go on whatever journey he’s planned! 
#partsunknown #anthonybourdain

ppps - in case you aren’t familiar or have forgotten, the original grace and evening prayer respectively are:

God is great
God is good
Now we thank him for our food

now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

#prayers #poeticverse # poems #inspiration #keepyourpeepersopen
 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

mothers


It is my belief that we as women have all acted as mothers in some capacity, at some moment in our lives without having to actually give birth to a soul. 

Today and everyday, celebrate yourself, be celebrated, and let us cherish the memories of the Mother’s we have lost. Happy Mother's Day and while you’re doing whatever you choose to do…

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#mothersday #happymothersday #mothers #celebration #keepyourpeepersopen

Sunday, May 7, 2017

new eats

Though I love going out to breakfast, I have to say that it has never been my favorite meal of the day, out and about or not. 

I used to love a bowl of oatmeal all tricked out with raisins or bananas, pecans, cinnamon, a little honey until oats turned on me; cold cereal is truly a thing of the past. I can’t stomach eggs unless they’re in a quiche and though I make some yummy ones, who besides a restaurant is serving that up on the regular. For a hot moment, I was making a yam and banana breakfast pudding until that orange concoction began to feel like I was eating baby food. 

Speaking of orange, I recently began to crave a crunch in the morning, something my green smoothies were not able to satisfy. One morning, I found myself spreading almond butter on a whole grain WASA crisp bread; not bad but, it was missing something. I sprinkled just a dash of pink salt over the top and damn if it didn’t remind me of those orange peanut butter crackers, you know the ones, only mine were brown and open faced. 
A freshly baked authentic croissant, seasonal melons and berries, and a glass of champagne is THE breakfast of choice for this girl. Unfortunately, having all that on the daily is not advised as one glass of the bubbly is never enough. Plus, I’ve yet to find a place that bakes really good croissants so for the moment, I’ll be breaking the fast of sleep with a quick, easy and light breakfast of brown with maybe a little orange juice.

Serving up a taste of lightheartedness this Sunday morning and as you figure out what’s for breakfast (if you got up in time for it)…


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#keepyourpeepersopen #breakfast #breakfastanyone #ilovealmondbutter #healthyeating