Another Monday. The moon wanes, the month wanes into the third third and time marches on! Shortly we’ll be a third through 2014. With time on my mind here is a Monday poem I wrote in 2011 (about three years ago):
The Dance of Time
The passage of time is a spiral dance.
It is a multi-dimensional wave.
And like a wave it is stationary.
It is a mystery beyond space.
The passage of time is music for the dance.
It is the rhythm of my heart,
The song of my soul,
The symphony of my spirit.
©2014 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.
Rosemary was on another radio show interview on Wednesday on the subject of Healing Tools for self-care. She offers some really good and very simple suggestions: